LIFE I CHOOSE Lyrics

Yeah real slime no snake my boot

All black yeah Batman coupe

Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu

Follow God, this the life I choose

Yeah, His name rings bells like Cruz

You know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh

Demon run up it get boomed, huh

Take off his brain with the goons, yeah

Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum

Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum

Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son

Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son

Yeah I hang with them slatts you know

I hang with them bats and crows

I popped outside with my bro's

Rocking all the black, oh yeah white soul

Got a P31 yeah she on go

And I'm feeling like Joe I might throw on that coat

And I throw on that Chrome when I'm rockin that show

Pull in that coupe yeah it's tinted

Pull up on demons we spinning

You on this side then you winning

I was down bad I was out sad

In the past now it's no limit

I went face to face with my old me

Told em oh yeah, been a minute

Too high, I hit the ceiling

Top floor boss, been the lieutenant

Talk to my God, now I get healing

Talk to my God, now I been feeling

Way too high, way too fly

I been making handshakes with the sky

Walking with the King, I can not die

Demons getting slimed, look em in the eye

Yeah real slime no snake my boot

All black yeah Batman coupe

Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu

Follow God, this the life I choose

Yeah, His name rings bells like Cruz

You know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh

Demon run up it get boomed, huh

Take off his brain with the goons, yeah

Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum

Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum

Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son

Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son