Choices - Rich Homie Quan

I-I made choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

I had to make choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

It ain’t bout you, but it ain’t bout me, Yeah

It’s about that paper coming with green, Yeah

So much money it don’t make sense no more, I’m saying

I’m at the point where I can’t get no more, I-I-I'm playing

Around with a check so you can’t fire me

Aye fuck a crew I’m tryna build a dynasty

I got my momma a new house, I got my daddy a new shop

Told my brother he can have any car off the lot

Got my sister out the hood so my nephew ain’t gotta suffer

Got my side ho a spot just for somewhere else to fuck her

Got my grandma a new van cause she love them motherfuckers

Got some chairs for my haters, I can’t stand them motherfuckers

Make you dance motherfucker, I swear that’s what them bullets did

Steve Harley clean rolling white boys call them bullet heads

Ha these niggas be playing I swear they don’t want it

No sleep, no zan.

I’m on the molly geeked up to the next damn morning

And if you steal from me I’ll kill you baby

Abortion they say life’s all about choices

I-I made choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

I had to make choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

It ain’t bout you, but it ain’t bout me, Yeah

It’s about that paper coming with green, Yeah

So much money it don’t make sense no more, I’m saying

I’m at the point where I can’t get no more, I-I-I'm playing

Around with a check so you can’t fire me

Aye fuck a crew I’m tryna build a dynasty

I-I-I keep my head straight, my bed made

I stay in touch with Billy Ray even though that fed case

Still pending on him I pray for him everyday

With a 2 million bond its best he play it safe

And I ain’t scared to say a damn thing to the jury, ho

We was shooting a video how they robbed the jewelry store

And they still ain’t got no witness

And I know it ain’t none of y’all business

But I just want y’all to listen

And see how the system tryna fuck my nigga

F-Fucking life up, other niggas ain’t like us

Morning Breathe better try Trident, don’t try us

It’s like a fan in the battle how I’m blowing dough

It ain’t bout where you been, it’s where your going homie

I-I made choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

I had to make choices in the past

To get me where I’m at

It ain’t bout you, but it ain’t bout me, Yeah

It’s about that paper coming with green, Yeah

So much money it don’t make sense no more, I’m saying

I’m at the point where I can’t get no more, I-I-I'm playing

Around with a check so you can’t fire me

Aye fuck a crew I’m tryna build a dynasty