PICK AND CHOOSE

Lyrics

[Intro] (Authentic) Yo, uh [Verse 1] Here's to the darkest side of me, selfish now 'cause I gotta be I probably gotta win by KO, I'm used to robberies Now it's back to the bag again, shittin' product, colostomy Known for puttin' these words together like apostrophes From the land of atrocities I cheated death twice, God's favorite possibly Niggas stuck with they old flows, don't go the rings to drop on me Finger pointers to disappoint, bunched in the same hypocrisy You watchin' me, I'm in your head rent-free with the lock and key Money ain't evеrything, reputation'll get you chopped for free Lookin' down on you bums still, with no viеw from the chopper seat Banks'll always be relevant, never mind's for the obsolete Learn how to keep your heart blue, women'll get you rocked to sleep The smell of gas reekin' from out the Jeep Made it out, but my name lives right on that public housing street Upgradin' few times a week, absence addin' to my mystique Services for all purposes, candles lit for the opps to peep [Chorus] Principles go for all y'all, we don't get to pick and choose Can't follow nobody else path, that's when these niggas lose We lookin' to get the same things, but we got different views Right and wrong, I'd rather take chances than hit the news Niggas switch up all day, it's easy to get confused Shit is out here and I gotta go after it, win or lose Morals go for all y'all, we don't get to pick and choose Right and wrong, I'd rather take chances than get removed (Uh) [Verse 2] Everything ain't for sale, far as dignity, I'ma keep mine There's a new lie every day and every story got three sides We need 9s and threats always present, comes with the street ties Niggas thinkin' they next to me, can't even touch my B-sides In these times, it's more about wingin' it, you don't need rhymes Everything's on the decline, pedigree of the weak kind Soon as the drama takes all my energy, then it's beach time GOAT at ignorin' dumb shit, legend chuckin' up peace signs Signin' an autograph's a blessing I can't turn down Nothing's comin' tomorrow that's promised, figured you'd learn now Hoppin' off jets again, came from hoppin' the turnstile I don't mind you niggas typin' hate long as you make it worthwhile Thumbin' so much I cramp up, memories of my first style To you, you droppin' classic EPs, I see a dirt pile Medicated to make it through, driftin' off in a purp cloud I don't smile, you countin' me out? It got to hurt now [Chorus] Principles go for all y'all, we don't get to pick and choose Can't follow nobody else path, that's when these niggas lose We lookin' to get the same things, but we got different views Right and wrong, I'd rather take chances than hit the news Niggas switch up all day, it's easy to get confused Shit is out here and I gotta go after it, win or lose Morals go for all y'all, we don't get to pick and choose Right and wrong, I'd rather take chances than get removed