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blo - bad choices lyrics

[intro]
(chopping sh+t up like trippy)
(dollaz cooked this sh+t up)

[chorus]
never i be no more
music startin’ to sound like poetry, this ain’t nothin’ but a song
late nights, they hearin’ voices, n+gga ass ready to go home
mama said i make bad choices, she was right all along
but mama, i got f+ckin’ cheese, this sh+t really goin’ on

[verse]
judge got me in a box
it’s crazy she gave me that time and she ain’t even have on a watch
rice street, ask my whole dorm, i gave a whole hundred to scott
now i’m gettin’ paid for my poems and helpin’ my family out
took you wherever i want, fully insured, state farm
thеse n+ggas hatin’ on me, b+tch still waitin’ on
and tito got my first charm and i ain’t evеn pay for that
told my fans to hold on, you just gotta wait for that
bear with me
glock 10, it knock down bears, take down a tree
gettin’ money, i did it myself, i want my paper please
milan won’t never need, i send it urgently
guess i’ll raise you through a phone until i’m finally free
guess i’ll raise you through a phone
house big as h+ll with b00by traps, you would think this home alone
i’m black, but i look half+white, i ain’t never met post malone
fifty for the three+five, that strike sh+t blowin’ strong
or you can give me eighty for a seven, or thirty+seven for a whole bag of this
you can give me eighty for green or you can give me a hundred for half of trish
and i’m talkin’ ’bout a half a line, sh+t i say might blow your mind
f+cked your b+tch and made her mine, got your back, just have my spine
[chorus]
never i be no more
music startin’ to sound like poetry, this ain’t nothin’ but a song
late nights, they hearin’ voices, n+gga ass ready to go home
mama said i make bad choices, she was right all along
but mama, i got f+ckin’ cheese, this sh+t really goin’ on

[outro]
judge got me in a box
on a watch
ah, a whole hundred to scott
and help my family out

- blo lyrics

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