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airlinejay - decisions lyrics

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[produced by woodro sk!llson]

what you n-ggas gon do ? when a n-gga come thru in a coupe with ya boo, top chopped off

what you n-ggas gon say ? when the man with the k skate ya way get ya whole block knocked off

what you n-ggas gon do huh ? when you 30 n-gga sleeping on a futon
3 kids in a crib with ya stepmom
no job so you extreme coupon

we came from a spot, where either it’s sports or you over a pot
show no remorse every man for himself and when they patrol yell out f-ck all them cops

i lived on the rock life wasn’t easy but mom had us good
life wasn’t peachy this is no facade. at 12 i watched cousin stash guns in the yard

ain’t giving a f-ck, i think my face is too pretty
to wrestle stupid -ss n-ggas, i let the gangstas go get it
she want a piece of my pension im talking when i do get it
in 2 years my permanent place love ny but im westing

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ain’t got no time to be frontin, my life ain’t perfect i love it
i yell it out in public. what they gon say huh?

he bugging, ride around straight stunting
in 2 years my permanent place south california straight thugging

thu, thu, thugging, south california, bu, bugging
thu, thu, thugging, south california, bu, bugging

yo, yo, yo b-tches
thu, thu, thu, thugging, uhh

what you n-ggas gon do, when i do call you out in a crowd cause you all f-ckin haters ?

what you n-ggas gon say, when i move to la and my crib got 5 elevators ?

what you n-ggas gon do huh, when my b-tches all look like mulan ?
when they pretty all look like jasmine. you gon hate when i poke on hantas

you getting money ? boy i cannot relate
im running life’s relay tryna win with family, money, estates
with my families money at stake
still we find a way to eat steak
but we all hate to do dishes, tell them b-tches ain’t no debates

came thru the gate at a quarter to 10
initially rap to acquire a benz
but now why i do it, buy momma some land
whenever she want private flight to j-pan
lay over paris, outfit outlandish, give her the world on a platter, it’s manners
living so lavish life what we cherish. they calling me king cause i drink from a chalice

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