Verse 1.

I'd rather get judged by 12 then carried by 6
Close to the money instead of being close to my bitch
Raise ya daughter cause the sniff
Is 1 hell of a trip
& I don't skip levels
Gas on the prince petal
Cause I want the drip of the rain purple
In that lit bezzle
Should I say it slower
Dirty Blowers
Better watch ya back
Cause what I know is death around the corner
Beware of slimy bitches
Sucka's want to blow up
The shit I go through I never made it televised
Low life
Real life
Pillsbury That dough rise
Black eyes
Don't matter Ill eat those
Fair skin but I'm a chico
Born broke but I'll die rico
Brown dressed in blue bags they out here selling G perico
Skinny smokey body with the heart of a deebo
You aint going shoot 1st if I send Theros
Aint never sip lean fuck a 2 litter y no hablen de mi
I'm bout it bout it like P
Dun I'm going bring that havoc if you touch my queen
Bridges burn friends switch if you get like me

Hook.

Don't Know what they say
Let me tell you there's more to iii
White skin
like white coke from bogota
It's My choice
Cause it's my choice
Don't Know what they say
Let me tell you there's more to iii
White skin
like white coke from bogota
It's My choice
Cause it's my choice
Cause It's my choice (I'm getting money on my own)
Cause It's my choice (I aint fucking with that side)
Cause It's my choice (I don't really need no friends)
Cause It's my choice (I need a bag for my time)

Verse 2.

Allegedly little randy got caught up with that
Now he fighting a case
took it trial 10 racks to the face
Of the lawyer
Could of ran off with a kilo in a jansport
Hustling a man sport
Trying to jam boy
Other side of town other hand toys
Gun them down
They use to hate me
I give a fuck if they love me now
Love me love me down
I aint speaking a word unless the moneys down
Cost went up
Boss went up
Bully style cough it up
Stocking up
Quit talking shit be about it or just knock it off
Pecie style 38 that'll knock you off
& my coalition
3 finger waving box them up
Homie morgtion
Call the wolf for the pulp fiction
& my non fiction life
Mixed with times
Self doubt
& the homies bailed out
& I'm bringing hell now
It was my choice not to rock with him
I'm a man of god but these not my children
Cause I'm anti this
& I'm Anti that
Boy I'm anti government that's anti rap
If a sucka want to double cross me he better think it
Mouth zipped up he better beat it
When this boy met a world Knew a sean not a fenie
They robbed William for his wishe's like a genie
I don't need a tribe unless we under 1 tepee
& this bud that I'm blowing got my eyes real chinky
& these suckas bad mouth me
Cause they really want to be me
& the man dont give a fuck
About no crip or blood
Latin king or thug
GD or a BD
Put ya hands down its time to fight back
Have the other yelling man down
Ran down
Hoodie only
Got him locked up
Pray that his trial real speedy
Cause his baby mother pregnant & his 1st daughter teething
Better go & learn how to hold it down
Like Em said 1 shot don't blow it now
Use the same foul mouth around my mama
She know my heart so I don't really see no problem
& the hustle do it
I love the money feel
Catch up
If you don't get me I don't dumb my skill's
Instantly put a gram to ya face that's laid on a book homie
That's why you D M
high
Don't address her as my B M
That's my queen & iii

Hook.

Don't Know what they say
Let me tell you there's more to iii
White skin
like white coke from bogota
It's My choice
Cause it's my choice
Don't Know what they say
Let me tell you there's more to iii
White skin
like white coke from bogota
It's My choice
Cause it's my choice
Cause It's my choice (I'm getting money on my own)
Cause It's my choice (I aint fucking with that side)
Cause It's my choice (I don't really need no friends)
Cause It's my choice (I need a bag for my time)