Rich Homie Quan - Choices lyrics

II 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

II 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

III 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 it's
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

II 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