Poor Decisions (Freestyle) Lyrics by Chubby Jag
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I got a feeling that a nigger bought a blow out homey
Midst of night find myself letting niggers gas me
Currently I’m hustling again and nigger missed the life
Always had my eye up on the cake I never missed the slice
Member I ain’t had no grade to travel I just missed the flight
No part to piss in I couldn’t even hitch a hike
Henley doing worthless grinding imperfect rhyming
My niggers think it’s doing long I think it’s perfect timing
We doing blunts on the roof sun is really shining
Tell’em meet me on the moon nigger feel is...
I got my own cash problems in a cold blast
I ain’t had to come up on the niggers this my own blast
Really life a bitch cause a nigger snitch you get your own class
Snitches up in jail just for telling on their own ass
I just fell in love with weed swear it got me bonded
I’m on my old central shit home Bobby Johnson
Never though of seeing cops straight chasing niggers
Never though the straight laser straight laser nigger
You shot all my nigger shot town fucking Bentleys
I won’t ever ask for much she a fucking witness
I don’t ask I just do it, nigger fuck forgiveness
You straight up but nigger way up above my fucking fitness
Chubby my shorty told me that she miss a nigger
Yeah that pussy wanna kiss her nigger
Damn remember bitches with this missing nigger
And now I’m seeing fighting bitches just to get to niggers
Yeah you never nervous nigger often calm
I know they see me nigger peeping I ain’t talking time
I ain’t have a pops at least I get to talk to moms
Homey when I grow up Imma blow up on the Boston bomb
Niggers quick to sell their soul cause it’s still a deal
Wild cat balling out I feel like I wheel the thrill
You like a lesbian happy that you busting
And you feel like it’s nothing till it’s good and you feel the real
Fake niggers perpetrating make it sound hood
Real niggers put it out because it sound good
Chubby don’t give a fucking that’s what made me different
You cast Chris Paul than that must make me griffin
I spit it real I have the phonies feeling phony
Only got a couple homies now cause homies killing homies
Just want the people to see now don’t forget how to see now
Niggers rapping my job so they feel me you pay my job now
My homey got shot from a B that nigger free now
Smoking through the pipe by the glass it’s like a rebound
Chubby!
Chubby Jag - Poor Decisions (Freestyle) Lyrics
