Bigfredo49 - Life I Chose Lyrics

This is the life that I chose
I made it out of the struggle
Running up shit off the muscle
These nigga walk round' wit a muzzle
Hit they ass make em fumble
You really ain't from the jungle
You pussy you jealous envy
Flip the 10 bands make it 50
We draw down and we show no pitty
Watch out for all the pretending
Fake love I ain't wit it

Grab The choppas and sticks
Run in that shit
Ain't cuffing no hoe
No love for that bitch
Only thing run in my mind is get rich
Focus on bars and the rhymes that i spit
F*ck all the rings and the chains and the whips
I run up my check doing investments and shit
Was never no hoe that's word on my bro
Unc he got shit for the low
Remember i used to watch next to that stove
Whippin the white in a bowl
Next thing you know it's a knock at the doe
I need a 8th of that Cocaine
Being in the streets it'sa dice game
Gas in my lungs smoking propane
Pulling up inside a Bentley truck
I got my chain on me but my semi tuck
And ion give a f*ck throw them m's up
And you ain't bout it nigga keep ya tail tucked
I give you the smoke for the low
And I'm not talkin bout dro
If my name in yo mouth then i know
You is not upping that pole
A lot of that talking for show
Sit yo ass down at the bottom
While we rise straight to the top
This is our time we can't stop
The industry saving my spot
So ima leave em my mark
Just watch for them them snakes
A B I C that you fake
So I'm closing up my gate
My circle get small everyday
I'm only focused to get paid

This is the life that i chose
I made it out of the struggle
Running up shit off the muscle
These nigga walk round' wit a muzzle
Hit they ass make em fumble
You really ain't from the jungle
You pussy you jealous envy
Flip the 10 bands make it 50
We draw down and we show no pitty
Watch out for all the pretending
Fake love i ain't wit it

F*ck the fake love yeh I'm upset
Keep my distance from ya closest one be the suspect
Tryna leach on me like my life is just an asset
But i played ball diamond slid me into home base
Never take a crumb from the last hand
5'9 still bigger then the next man
This nigga whack flip the track let the record spin
Then it threw em balance cause they let me in
Bet
Man i got the trophy now they upset
Stacking blue faces in the hands of a black man
Mixing off white like cocahina in a With a Nike check
Stayed down till i came up ain't no up next
Now my fans knocking on my door for the project
Fake niggas still lining up like it's recess
20 for show write the check out to big Fred
Changed the flow up now it's time for a reset
Ahhh
My Cuban really realer than a lot of you Niggas
My bitch realer than a lot of you Niggas
And they calling you killas
Probably should say goodbye to them niggas
You done died from a hallow precision
Now that's a tragedy isn't it
A certain few know I'm a lyrical genius
I know my bars could get deep in a minute
But ima keep it specific
give you keys to the life that I'm living
Not greatest but i can make it
May the lord be my witness
Everything that shine ain't good for ya
Gotta keep a pole cause somebody probably gunning for ya
Never trust a soul no matter what the nigga did for ya
Skip pass go yeh them laws probably waiting for ya
Focus on ya millions
Let that the hunnids stack up to the ceiling
Now you at the top and it's only the beginning
Build a dynasty gettin money while you chillin
Welcome to the life that I'm living
Ahhhhhh

This is the life that i chose
I made it out of the struggle
Running up shit off the muscle
These nigga walk round' wit a muzzle
Hit they ass make em fumble
You really ain't from the jungle
You pussy you jealous envy
Flip the 10 bands make it 50
We draw down and we show no pitty
Watch out for all the pretending
Fake love i ain't wit it