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

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

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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)