Decisions

It prolly be my own decisions

It prolly be my own decisions that kill me

it’ll prolly be my own decisions

it’ll prolly be my own decisions to get that trap out that bag and got me singing like

she got us kissing she prolly gon switch up

Money be coming and they know that we balling these haters

Put me on 2 million a row and we charity no fake love

Had to go in for the kids now we bigger don’t

hate some

Gon Get a new whip

ridin through streets we ridin and my **** on a lotta blicks

Gotta make the love grow so those **** ain’t do shit

imma do it all tho riding with the same chick

Baby Girl in front row get her view the best bit

Come and type it

that’s my wifey,

That’s my lifey,

Got the coke with syrup with some wood to get me excited

Never gone change i ain’t ever switched up in my life

She been bout those brains she make it good cuz she my type

Gonna have it clean too much

i think we buried the beef huh

All mY **** too big

i got y’all just staring at we huh

Don’t Kiss and tell

Vibe be clean

My cartel yeah

Young OG rising through it you can tell yeah

We made it out the trenches now lessons is all we sell yeah

I ain’t been clean tho but i’m still on my hell yeah

pop it out nd let it seem like

she my dream so she gon feel right

Had to go all in until i see the light

We making all this money even when we outta sight

Make em Big Talks That Dream Talk

We’ll ride the same wave but you got that shady walk

It prolly be my own decisions

It prolly be my own decisions that kill me

it’ll prolly be my own decisions

it’ll prolly be my own decisions to get that trap out that bag and got me singing like