| What I’m gon' do, what I’m gon' be
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| If I please you and I don’t please me
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| I got too many choices, too many choices
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| What I’m gon' do, what I’m gon' be
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| If I please you and I don’t please me
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| I got too many choices, too many choices
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| I’ve been so many places, still I don’t know where I wanna be
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| People forever changin, rearrangin, I see things
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| I gotta go, don’t wanna know your name
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| Cause your life, is none like
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| But I want you to know before I go, that baby, we could’ve had it all
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| We could’ve had it all
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| (Bad Azz)
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| Just to be alive is a blessin to me
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| Ay, you can lose your mind and heavy stress movin
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| Recently, I’ve been talkin to myself alot
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| I answer back, thinkin 'I ain’t supposed to answer that'
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| Is that a fact? |
| Am I losin it for what I said?
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| Or is it cause a nigga talkin and ain’t no one there
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| I can’t remember cause I’m scared, I don’t look back
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| It’s hell behind me and I ain’t tryna' get took back
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| I know you feel me, stressin, learnin lessons of life
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| 'Til they kill me, and we’ll be, aight in the long run
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| Maybe mix some gin with my life cause we all gone crazy
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| And maybe, we’d learn to maintain
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| It’d help us stay sane, for the time we remain
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| Or maybe, the rest of the world’d lose they mind
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| And we’d die not knowin how we wasted perfect time
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| Damn, (we could’ve had it all)
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| (Lil' Beau)
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| I’m on top of the world and about it
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| Yeah, it don’t make sense, only chase for sex and presidents
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| Probably next on the set but I check myself quick
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| My old homies wanna get me (fuck y’all), the devil wanna hit me
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| Flashin cash that like ??? |
| on ass
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| Givin into greed, doin dirty deeds for the last time
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| I swore to God it was, but I lie
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| I try to stay clean but clockin green made the Holy Ghost die
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| That’s why B.T. |
| bangin now, that’s why big gats is slangin 'round
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| It’s cause we don’t know how, to stay sane in this game
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| Havin chips and then they took away, it’s just another face of pain
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| And while I got a couple bitches try and dirty up my name
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| Gettin served by a couple hoes, gobble up the game, goin crazy
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| And still grind sales in this payin-the-world game
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| But I choke, it ain’t nobody fall but Lil' Beau
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| Tell the tag on my toe and nigga mourn what he here for
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| Friends be the snakes in disguse so I fear for 'em
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| Knowin Jesus watchin all my homies and my kinfolk
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| Guide me the right way, you’ll pay for ??? |
| yourself, yeah
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| (Lil' Tip Toe)
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| I wake up early in the mornin everyday, when the sun rise
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| Just prayin for the world to come together before my son rise
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| And get old, and have to go through life without a daddy
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| Just because your Caddy came through with a barrel pointed at me
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| Life is short to bein happy, so I live with smiles and hugs
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| But some folks, they rather trip to spittin rounds of slugs
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| I keep it real for those that choose to learn game from me
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| I’d probably blast myself before you’d ever see a change in me
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| I’m goin crazy out here, God help me if you will
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| I try to keep it real, on my journey up the hill for a mil
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| But still, I got too many choices to make
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| And while Tha Lowlifes risin to the top they hopin we brake
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| Lil' Tip’ll never fall without a reason from God
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| You will never fall without a reason from God
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| (I got too many choices, too many choices, we could’ve had it all) |