We Chose

Once upon a time, not long ago

There was a little boy that wanted dough

Fascinated by the fame, drugs & hoes

Imagining a better life that's not foreclosed

Infected by the Hype & the flashy clothes

He wanted money fast, so he sold some dro'

bagging up 20's as he worked on his flow

He had a master plan and it continued to grow, oh!

Graduated from weed and now fucks with blow, oh!

Stacking up c-notes, feeling untouchable

No longer hungry for using the microphone

Now he's living lavish, wildin' out & out of control

Thought he was a king but, little did he know

He caught the germ from a young heartless hoe

Now he's in his death bed and his life flash slow

infront of his eyes, Now he's laying down, both eyes closed OH!

cause it's the life you chose... anything else wouldn't be as it goes, so I suppose cause it's the life I chose



On my 16's!