Choices

[Intro]
(Luca on the track)
Yeah-yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm from the trenches, we make choices
I'm mixin' Henny with my feelings, hearin' voices
Can't have no feelings 'cause these bitches they be poison
I just get bands if it's not that then you avoid it, hmm
My lifestyle real, this shit ain't digital
Them racks holdin' my jeans, I'm tryna pick it up
I'm so Amiri clean, she fuck my denims up
But we was off that '42 so she ain't give a fuck

[Verse]
Damn I miss the gang it's no fun
Hit her in that coupe hopin' for buns
I told that boy to keep his glizzy in his toms
I'm just so grateful for my life, I beat the stomps
Stomps, I beat the stomps, hmm
Stomps, I bеat the stomps, hmmm
Lamb truck I push it to the fullest, just catchin' vibеs
Eyes on the prize, screamin', "Fuck them weirdo guys"
Can't take my eyes off the Benz
I got what I was dreamin', this my chance
To become a millionaire
Fuck the bitches with good hair
Showin' up to club affairs
Everybody know I'm here
Drive that Bentley with no fear
Steady switchin' different gears
I'm still true myself, fuck what you hear, I don't care

[Chorus]
I'm from the trenches, we make choices
I'm mixin' Henny with my feelings, hearin' voices
Can't have no feelings 'cause these bitches they be poison
I just get bands if it's not that then you avoid it, hmm
My lifestyle real, this shit ain't digital
Them racks holdin' my jeans, I'm tryna pick it up
I'm so Amiri clean, she fuck my denims up (Luca on the track)
But we was off that '42 so she ain't give a fuck