My Choices by Zelly Ocho Lyrics
[Chorus]
This is the life I chose, I can't be mad at nobody but myself
Niggas be too strapped up, ain't talkin' 'bout no belt
We don't talk, we just gon' kill, somebody got killed
I get off the Percs, I don't know how I feel
Let me be honest, we totin' them rockets
You know that I fucked in the finest
You want some smoke, you know you can't dodge it
Somebody dying, you know she locked in
[Verse]
Puttin' my hands on you
Nigga it's the juice, or the tool
And they know they can't win
They callin' a truce, they know what to do
I count racks up, dog food
I had to tell her to come through
Nigga you know that we stick and we move
I'm fuckin' that bitch 'cause she cute
Bringin' that bitch over, nigga then we do what we do
That ain't your bitch, boy let her loose
I'm fuckin up the Wock' and Tris too
Fuckin' the bag up off juice
I give her the cup, she sip a cup
Baby you doin' too much
I told her she gotta go
Don't gotta put on a show
Pull up, nigga I'ma blow
Spend a two piece on my toes
I get high and I buy me some clothes
The life that I live, it can't be exposed
They already know
I'm reaching my goals I gotta get rolls
I'm goin' so dumb
You think that I need me some help
Bitch so bad
I'm 'bout to buy her a belt
I'm in the trap with a elf
That boy just bought a feature, his mama a MILF
I get to these racks, you try to stop us somebody get killed
[Chorus]
This is the life I chose, I can't be mad at nobody but myself
Niggas be too strapped up, ain't talkin' 'bout no belt
We don't talk, we just gon' kill, somebody got killed
I get off the Percs, I don't know how I feel
Let me be honest, we totin' them rockets
You know that I fucked in the finest
You want some smoke, you know you can't dodge it
Somebody dying, you know she locked in
[Outro]
Yeah
This is the life I chose, I can't be mad at nobody but myself
Niggas be too strapped up, ain't talkin' 'bout no belt
We don't talk, we just gon' kill, somebody got killed
I get off the Percs, I don't know how I feel
Let me be honest, we totin' them rockets
You know that I fucked in the finest
You want some smoke, you know you can't dodge it
Somebody dying, you know she locked in
[Verse]
Puttin' my hands on you
Nigga it's the juice, or the tool
And they know they can't win
They callin' a truce, they know what to do
I count racks up, dog food
I had to tell her to come through
Nigga you know that we stick and we move
I'm fuckin' that bitch 'cause she cute
Bringin' that bitch over, nigga then we do what we do
That ain't your bitch, boy let her loose
I'm fuckin up the Wock' and Tris too
Fuckin' the bag up off juice
I give her the cup, she sip a cup
Baby you doin' too much
I told her she gotta go
Don't gotta put on a show
Pull up, nigga I'ma blow
Spend a two piece on my toes
I get high and I buy me some clothes
The life that I live, it can't be exposed
They already know
I'm reaching my goals I gotta get rolls
I'm goin' so dumb
You think that I need me some help
Bitch so bad
I'm 'bout to buy her a belt
I'm in the trap with a elf
That boy just bought a feature, his mama a MILF
I get to these racks, you try to stop us somebody get killed
[Chorus]
This is the life I chose, I can't be mad at nobody but myself
Niggas be too strapped up, ain't talkin' 'bout no belt
We don't talk, we just gon' kill, somebody got killed
I get off the Percs, I don't know how I feel
Let me be honest, we totin' them rockets
You know that I fucked in the finest
You want some smoke, you know you can't dodge it
Somebody dying, you know she locked in
[Outro]
Yeah