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choices - @wheresmista lyrics

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the feds on my tail
i hope my plates
come back clean
when i know that ain’t
bills on my back
never caught no breaks
they cut me no slack so the choices i make

i’m crossing state lines years with me
( with me, with me, with me )
i’m crossing state lines thirty years with me
( with me, with me, a where n-gga at )

i kiss my kids ( kids )
before i leave ( leave )
i call my lawyer make sure he got paid ( paid )
when push come to shove
don’t body got me
except that man in the mirror i see
so i’m crossing state line yea

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yea, smell of p-ssy keep me motivated
fact my kids ain’t seen the hood un till i showed crazy
i had a head start the league for a moment paid me
journey there was bitter sleep
i f-cked a whole bunch of ladies
lost a bunch homies
deaths came right before i made it
i thought id meet the right connections start dodging them payments
dreams os disappearing irs was nah baby
you can go on vacation but not for that long baby
lately i been getting thinner
and not by choice
n0body hearing the voice
the problems of a man overlooked
the kids never stop growing, i don’t need them turned crook
cause i got a pink slip, that weak sh-t my only choice
is’nt honest
but honestly bro i been pushed before i fall off the edge i make as much as could
ten toes
full fledged
all in wheres the goods
the money come quick
but the risk got n-ggaz mad shook
so i keep my steps silent
never violent if i could
diffuse a situation like the bomb squad i would
before i explode i’m heading up to xo
the 6th
where the percoset flow like the metro, kid

chorus

the feds on my tail
i hope my plates
come back clean
when i know that ain’t
bills on my back
never caught no breaks
they cut me no slack so the choices i make

i’m crossing state lines years with me
( with me, with me, with me )
i’m crossing state lines thirty years with me
( with me, with me, a where n-gga at

i kiss my kids ( kids )
before i leave ( leave )
i call my lawyer make sure he got paid ( paid )
when push come to shove
don’t body got me
except that man in the mirror i see
so i’m crossing state line yea

with me, with me, with me

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