ChopsquadDJ - No Choice lyrics

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ChopsquadDJ - No Choice lyrics

[Intro] "I feel good but I really came from nothing I came from the struggle I came from the gutter, you know what I'm sayin'? I came from a house of four, plus my momma and my grandmomma, no daddy you know what I'm sayin' daddy been gone so I ain't really have no choice but to be the man. I've been running the streets since I was 12, 13 years old. You know what I'm sayin' sellin' d**, you know what I'm sayin' shootouts. I'm thinkin' it's like a good thing, but I'm stressing my momma, my grandmomma out so I ain't really have no choice but to move my family up out the hood, I ain't have no choice to leave Chicago and move to the A and get my own crib. 6, 7 bedrooms, you know what I'm sayin' mini mansion like it feel good to even start like that man. I ain't have no choic, went to jail 3, 4 times and had major setbacks. Get out of jail, it's a whole new wave. Every time, get out second time, it's a whole new wave so I ain't really have a chance but to really like catch up, you know what I'm sayin'? Give y'all this story, you know what I'm sayin' and I feel like by the end of the day, I gotta come out on top, you know what I'm sayin' 'cause all odds is against me, you know what I'm sayin'? sh**, I ain't really have no choice but to feed the streets." Love songs for the streets you know? Ay, when I picked the name they probably thought it was gonna be some R&B sh** you know? Nah, I'mma just let it talk for real Let's get it! [Hook] I promise 2017 I'mma be the best boy Can't fall, I gotta prevail can't be like the rest of 'em I took my city by storm I never asked for it I'm with the hustlers, them murderers and with them trap boys I ain't have no choice Hungry on them corners I ain't have no choice Young n***a with them birds I ain't have no choice Out here with them hustlers I ain't have no choice, ay I ain't have no choice, ay (Let's get it!) [Verse 1] I'm from the slum, hopin' to see some better days That low income, being less for the section 8 Say what you want, make yo' sh** than my f**in' state One peso, call the people want 100k Give me yo' pint and I'm bustin' it, we tried to finesse a n***a Sippin' these medicine, I'm tired of the stressin' I be really sittin' back thinkin' n***as f** with me yeah I'm guessin' it It's indefinite I got a question in it You can't relate to my music, I don't want yo' credit Left my city I'm with the (?), 'cause I gotta get it I'm a savage with fashion, this is not a gimmick I come from low-income I tell 'em I'm a menace (Let's get it!) [Hook] I promise 2017 I'mma be the best boy Can't fall, I gotta prevail can't be like the rest of 'em I took my city by storm I never asked for it I'm with the hustlers, them murderers and with them trap boys I ain't have no choice Hungry on them corners I ain't have no choice Young n***a with them birds I ain't have no choice Out here with them hustlers I ain't have no choice, ay I ain't have no choice, ay (Let's get it!) [Verse 2] I love my sister to d**h her love ain't got no limit She say I got rich and left, she say I'm actin' different She said say no to them d**, them 30s got me trippin' She say don't never sacrifice I told her that's for (?) I'm from the pound originally, I started singin' they mimic me How you gon' k** her, you jittery Nuski's k**er had his misery I had 10 cases in felony of Chicago 'cause I was holdin' a .40 I've been snaked up by my own family, I've been tryin' to avoid it (Let's get it) sh** they better pray for me Tell my momma it ain't safe for me b**h n***a get away from me k** anybody got no sympathy [Hook] I promise 2017 I'mma be the best boy Can't fall, I gotta prevail can't be like the rest of 'em I took my city by storm I never asked for it I'm with the hustlers, them murderers and with them trap boys I ain't have no choice Hungry on them corners I ain't have no choice Young n***a with them birds I ain't have no choice Out here with them hustlers I ain't have no choice, ay I ain't have no choice, ay (Let's get it!) [Outro: DJ Drama] Streets ain't a young n***a a choice Durk back at it! Showin' love for the streets DJ Drama! Feds wa**up?