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Ayy, I got issues, drip blue What's the cost? Who cares? I'ma f- the whole bag up Bands up, everyone No hot sauce (Sheesh) All facts, bitch, I took the cap lock off (Yeah yeah yeah) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Yeah yeah) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me Blueface baby, I ain't choose her, she chose me (Yeah) If you take it all at one time you gon' OD (Oh) Baby call me, "Baby boy", she said that I act like Jodie (Ooh) Lately, I've been hittin' these new b- with the old me Cold summers, I've been dodgin' hot girls with the cold shoulders I could bring Maybach in the middle of October, player I'm hitting b- and they friends, player I ain't choose the lifestyle, b-, this lifestyle chose me, player Some bitches say "F- me", say " F- me", player Big house on the hill where it's sunny I'm trippin' off that shade room post, I get money (Yeah) N- in the comments actin' like it's funny (Ah) Them the ones you gotta watch for, I can see what time it is (Uh) What I got the watch for? No more locked doors Hard n- take time off, they givin' out a lot more Time to the hardcore, free them boys level four Ayy, I got issues, drips blue What that cost? Who cares? I'ma f- the whole bag up Bands up, everyone No hot sauce (Sheesh) All fact, b- I took the cap lock off (Yeah yeah yeah) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle it just chose me (Yeah ayy) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me Where you at? When you talk with the jazz (With the jazz) Blueface and Blxst Baby is you comin'? (Where you at?) This could be your only chance (Where you at?) Better wake your game up, before you fuck your name up (Yeah) Pussy and privacy (Ooh) Lie to your n-, b- you ain't gotta lie to me (Uh-huh) Last time I lost my b- playin' hide and seek Took too long to find her, bitch ended up findin' me (Where you at?) I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Where you at?) MIA with a bitch in Miami (Where you at?) Baby, welcome to the party, we just tryna have a blast Leave your n- at the door With all these money on the floor, you can buy a new ass With this money on the floor I ain't really one of those rappers that spend money on his floor Ayy, I got issues, drips blue What that cost? Who cares I'ma f- the whole bag up Bands up, everyone No hot sauce (Sheesh) All fact, b- I took the cap lock off (Yeah yeah yeah) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Yeah ayy) Somethin' told me I didn't choose this lifestyle, it just chose me
Writer(s): Writers Unknown, Cash Jones, Blueface Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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