Choose Wisely

[Intro]
Okay, uhm, if they agree with you, assuming that, uhm
You, can–, can you hit trackman?
Sure
I wanna know what this squirrel feelin', because he seems like the leading canidate to me
Probably not any Mickey feelin'
Mickey? Why can't you handle?
'Cause [?] didn't I say that already? need something done once, Dilan couldn't do it, so I did it, so he knows me, he's gonna figure if...
He's waitin' on somebody, he's waiting on me or Dilan
So what? you ever killed anyone?
No, It can get touchy feelin'
Touchy feelin'?
Emotional, not fun, not a fuss (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)

[Verse 1]
Yo
Still sportin' the oldest Low Apparel, the golden Pharaoh, on point like a bow and arrow (Uh)
The road to sucesses is slow and narrow, I found myself laughin' at lies that I told the devil
Mafia ties with the ghetto, my tilapia fried
Black clouds blockin' my shine, I rock it in skys so when I run off with the cash, don't look shocked and suprised
My crew slide, they tryna split us up, you gotta choose sides, let my two fly, you dudes die (Hahahahaha)
Millitant-minded, urrà
Chasin' green dollars under blue skies
Purple Tape knockin', Diamond built for Tommy Hill (What? Hahahaha)
Pray, fly, bitches pockets, dangerous, Bangkok shit (Bangkok shit)
Instagram said your gang got hit (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, What?)
First round draft, top pick, open doors like Jill with the lock-pick
They hate to see a black man who got sense
Eating beef lo mein with chop sticks, droppin' major keys like a locksmith, the whip floatin' like a DOC ship
Lift a nigga up with the beat, I'm on some spark shit (Spark shit)
Gettin' higher than the top-row drop-kick, speakin' of drop kicks I just copped the 700 boots a week ago (Aha)
They still sittin' in my closet, direct deposet
Wise man told me "Invest your dollars", if I was smart, I would've went straight to college
Instead I took the shark route, had to test the waters myself
Tiny monogram, LV's all on my belt, what?

[Chorus]
I don't let nothin' get in the way
Can't do nothin' for you but pray
I don't let nothin' get in the way
Can't do nothin' for you but pray
(Bangkok 2, nigga)

[Outro]
Ry Beats, Diamond Dallas
God Sound, 1-9
(It's-it's-it's-it's The Umbrella, bitch)
I like to kill 'em softly, from a distance, not close enough, for feelings, don't like feelings, don't wanna think about 'em
Need Mickey, what's the problem?
Mickey is expensive
Not at the moment
You get 'em for ten?
Fifteen
Then do it for fifteen
Fifteen, asshole
I think in this econemy a quick fifteen for two days work, would sound pretty good for Mickey
We'll sell him a party fly in, wagon guy, fly out, quick fifteen