Too Many Choices

Bad Azz

What I'm going do, what I'm going be
If I have to please you and I don't please me
I got too many choices, too many choices
What I'm going do, what I'm going be
If I have to please you and I don't please me
I got too many choices, too many choices

I've been so many places, still I don't know where I want to be
People forever changing, rearranging, I see things
I gotta go, don't want to know your name
Cause your life, is none like
But I want you to know before I go, that baby, we could've had it all
We could've had it all

Just to be alive is a blessing to me
Hey, you can lose your mind and heavy stress moving
Recently, I've been talking to myself a lot
I answer back, thinking 'I ain't supposed to answer that'
Is that a fact? Am I losing it for what I said?
Or is it 'cause a nigga talking and ain't no one there
I can't remember 'cause I'm scared, I don't look back
It's hell behind me and I ain't trying get took back
I know you feel me, stressing, learning lessons of life
Till they kill me, and we'll be, alright in the long run
Maybe mix son gin with my life 'cause we all gone crazy
And maybe, we'd learn to maintain
It'd help us stay sane, for the time we remain
Or maybe, the rest of the world'd lose they mind
And we'd die not knowing how we wasted perfect time
Damn, (we could've had it all)

I'm on top of the world and about it
Yeah, it don't make sense, only chase for sex and presidents
Probably next on the set but I check myself quick
My old homies want to get me (fuck why y'all), the devil want to hit me
Flashing cash that like ? on ass
Giving into greed, doing dirty deeds for the last time
I swore to God it was, but I lie
I try to stay clean but clocking green made the Holy Ghost die
That's why B.T. banging now, that's why bigets is slanging 'round
It's 'cause we don't know how, to stay sane in this game
Having chips and then they took away, it's just another face of pain
And while I got a couple bitches try and dirty up my name
Getting served by a couple hoes, gobble up the game, going crazy
And still grind sales in this paying-the-world game
But I choke, it ain't nobody fall but Lil' Beau
Tell the tag on my toe and nigga mourn what he here for
Friends be the snakes in disguise so I fear for 'em
Knowing Jesus watching all my homies and my kinfolk
Guide me the right way, you'll pay for ? yourself, yeah

I wake up early in the morning everyday, when the sun rise
Just praying for the world to come together before my son rise
And get old, and have to go through life without a daddy
Just because your Caddy came through with a barrel pointed at me
Life is short to being happy, so I live with smiles and hugs
But some folks, they rather trip to spitting rounds of slugs
I keep it real for those that choose to learn game from me
I'd probably blast myself before you'd ever see a change in me
I'm going crazy out here, God help me if you will
I try to keep it real, on my journey up the hill for a mil
But still, I got too many choices to make
And while Tha Lowlifes rising to the top they hoping we brake
Lil' Tip'll never fall without a reason from God
You will never fall without a reason from God
(I got too many choices, too many choices, we could've had it all)