BAE IMA STAR

[Verse]
Climbing up that mountain high trust in only me
Every step I take alone this life's a guarantee
No magic from the sky will save me from my fate
It's in the plans I lay each day comes clean or comes too late

[Chorus]
No one saves us that's the truth decisions left to bare
Better choices light the path through fog and shrouded air
Loving life we learn to soar on wings we choose to grow
Living better’s up to you it's not just luck we know

[Verse 2]
Mirrors show the past and now reflections don’t deny
The power's in our hands each move to reach or pass it by
Wasting time on blame won’t heal the cracks within our soul
It's carving out the lines that shape us whole and make us bold

[Chorus]
No one saves us that's the truth decisions left to bare
Better choices light the path through fog and shrouded air
Loving life we learn to soar on wings we choose to grow
Living better’s up to you it's not just luck we know

[Bridge]
Every twist and turn we take is drawn by our own hand
Writing stories deep and wide no castle made of sand
With each heartbeat make it count the rhythm all our own
Strumming strings of every choice this path is ours alone

[Chorus]
No one saves us that's the truth decisions left to bare
Better choices light the path through fog and shrouded air
Loving life we learn to soar on wings we choose to grow
Living better’s up to you it's not just luck we know

Choices We Make

Vens ou Ficas - Kappa Jotta ft. Bispo

Quartel 469   Esses Putos

Lyrics

I run a train on that bitch like I’m Thomas
Up in that ass to her stomach 
She spit on my dick like a llama
My dick be the bomb like Osama
Tomas, Tomas, Tomas, Tomas
All these fuck niggas in love with that drama
I fell in love with that comma
I go so hard I’m like Flocka
I cut you up like some blanca 
Tomas, Tomas, Tomas, Tomas

Flick of the wrist
Look at the flick of the wrist 
Look at the flick of the wrist
While I’m flippin’, I’m whippin, I’m dishin these bricks 
Drip, uh, tomas
We switching lanes like we Hondas
Again and again like we own them
Stunnin' these hoes like we Austin
Stone cold killer with some loose screws 
On that fruit loops, make the juice ooze with that .22
350 on the news shoes and I reek dank cuz my weed stank, 
Twenties in my mouth like I’m bluetooth
GGB, suckin' D like a pro
Tryna O.D., got the xans, where the hoes
High key fell in with the dough
Gave her D, goth ghetto B yeah she ain’t gon choke
Talking all that shit fugazi on da net 
Cuz I fucked yo bitch and she was nasty, gave me head
Made a video flexing for the gram bitch
She was sloppy nigga and you got mad bitch
I be sippin dirty with my bad bitch
You be smoking reggie with yo mans bitch
Yeah, bitch
I be sippin dirty with my bad bitch
Yeah, bitch
You be smoking reggie with yo mans bitch
Drip, uh, tomas
Up in her ass to her stomach
Spit on my dick like a lamma, lamma
Money longer than obama, uh

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