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poor decisions - mafi d lyrics

tonight, tonight
tonight i ain’t gettin’ no sleep, i been up for a week i don’t feel like me
i can’t doze off i’m geeked, i been dream chasin’ just like meek
i wanna be good to my b*tch but every time i turn there go uh
wanna be good to my b*tch

tonight i ain’t gettin’ no sleep, i been up for a week i don’t feel like me
i can’t doze off i’m geeked, i been dream chasin’ just like meek
i wanna be good to my b*tch but every time i turn there go a ‘lil freak
an i just can’t resist so i asked the b*tch let me get a ‘lil peek
here i go, down the wrong path, with my dawg ass, with my dawg ass
i gotta enjoy my life but at what cost?
i swear my poor decisions leave me f*cked off

what’s the price? i’m placin’ orders on a new life (right)
sh*t went left so i proceeded just to go right
i should just say no, but i’m too tempted
i’m too gifted, how the ism hit her mental then her physics like i’m pimpin’
i been drippin’ different flavors, no baskin robin’s
i told my b*tch to dye her hair red, no dennis rodman
ain’t talkin’ shoppin’ how they talk ’bout me i’m the hot topic
eat the icin’ off her cake, don’t need no plate, don’t need no toppings
they watchin’ me drop in like stephen curry when he shootin’ the three, ugh
these n*ggas is floppin’ like lebron james when he stickin’ on d, ugh
you shootin’ and missin’, for that brick n*gga get you sat on your cheeks
your b*tch told me that your d*ck was seven, translation that ya stroke was weak
i been f*ckin’ her for weeks
and you been f*ckin’ up for weeks
i’m really only 23, got n*ggas 33 lookin’ up to me (facts)
i got a glock 23 hold 30 plus that’s my company
throwin’ bullets like russ if you wanna fuss, leave me the f*ck alone
tonight i ain’t gettin’ no sleep, i been up for a week i don’t feel like me
i can’t doze off i’m geeked, i been dream chasin’ just like meek
i wanna be good to my b*tch but every time i turn there go a ‘lil freak
an i just can’t resist so i asked the b*tch let me get a ‘lil peek
here i go, down the wrong path, with my dawg ass, with my dawg ass
i gotta enjoy my life but at what cost?
i swear my poor decisions leave me f*cked off

before i leave home i kiss my kids and grab my gun
don’t play with me i love my life so you should cherish yours
cause where i’m from the innocent die too young, too young
and these hatin’ ass n*ggas gone spread these lies with a faulty tongue
zip through the streets like i’m ridin’ on a banshee
got my b*tch jumpin’ to conclusions like a athlete
it’s a marathon not a race r.i.p nipsey
all these blue bills on me like i’m from sixities
old enough to put the work in
young enough to dream
if they around they asset, am i ready? n*gga did you just ask that?
pull up to the hood, havin’ flashbacks
when my stomach was stuck to my bad back
he ain’t dead, that n*gga in jail, i be wishin’ i had my dad back
so i can never put my son in the same situation as me
don’t mistaken a g
i been facin’ my demons so d*mn long my demons start facin’ me
i been chasin’ my dreams so d*mn long my dreams start chasin’ me
hit from the back
my b*tch start screamin’ my name like she came to the show to see me n*gga

- mafi d lyrics

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