Fame - BAD DECISIONS feat. fame & chris g. (prod. by chance breezy) lyrics

BAD DECISIONS (feat. Fame & Chris G.) VERSE 1 (DAYRON) Bad bad decision Bad decisions, uh f** around, f** around make a bad decision Uh, bad bad… I'm on that Camaro, that American muscle sh**, I'm in the hood flexin' (uh) Met a slim chick studyin' to be a stylist, I had her undressin' (uh) I failed to go to college, I'm a dropout, I guess I never learned my lesson, (damn) Now I'm out here (outchea), and as the hate greatens my f**s just lessen Be real with yourself man your living a lie, I'll meet you in hell, where our souls will fry And this depression got me guzzling Henny like “f** it I ain't gonna die” Bad decisions been steering my life, pray I don't crash with all of this drive If you seen that she left with me I gave her that s** drive she crashed on the couch p**y didn't survive I came to eat I'm on feast mode, don't become the prey I'm on beast mode This ain't a game but if it was a game I ain't playing fair, cheat codes I'm on track to the money got tunnel vision, don't knock me off boy bad decision Know a few doctors in my hood n***a that ain't saving lives when they make incisions Execute these outfits with such precision don't talk to me unless there's commission I see you lil' n***as taking shots, but I'm Teflon to that ammunition My consequences to my bad decisions, I seen it coming like a premonition I'm Gotti godly, Hova taught me, uncontrollable hustlers ambition. Uh VERSE 2 (Fame) Bad decisions, uh uh uh We making bad decisions, uh uh uh With my whole team, we winning Uh uh uh, with my whole team, we're winning You don't wanna make a bad decision you making bad decisions Uh f**in ‘round with me boy you making bad decisions Uhhhh f**in ‘round with me boy you making bad decisions, uh (snicker) Rarri Cobain n***a. Phly High This sh** light, I ain't even trying no frontin' n***as say they running this sh** huhh mother f**er must be high off somethin' (boy you trippin') Heard your last sh** when it dropped, played one song turned it off like “uh-uh.” Man that sh** weak crushing weed on your CD while mike split the bud up I ain't playing with the come up got to this sh**, now a n***a movie rich, they should know I do this sh** Couple gold chains on that slick rick ruler sh**, got pretty b**hes coming out the pool and sh**, take a picture And we been getting money what's new? (what's new?) sh** probably new to you My daddy was a hustler and he pa**ed it to a n***a had my first whip like in '02 Ridin' ‘round four-deuce, (vroom) n***as love the kid like wooo We been on it for a minute when they say who on the come-up uuuuuuuummm I don't ever hear you (I don't ever hear you) If you ain't got it you ain't got it (nah), man that's just what it is nothing really else about it Wish I could take it back to when I started Living room, mic stand, O loading up the Logic. Got damn VERSE 3 (Chris G.) Bad decisions, bad bad deci— Bad decisions, bad bad Bad decisions, bad bad Bad decisions, f** around, f** around, uh… Bad bad—yeah… UH. I'm a beast, and on these tracks these n***as know how I do I'm all about that paper boy, but nah homie I don't work for the news I'm doing my thang—straight, getting that change sippin' that lean Smoking that weed, floating up high, can you see me wings? Ha, I'm fly. You say you are that's a lie I promise to be a real n***a, yeah cross my heart hope to die I can't see all of you broke n***as with this money all in my eyes And if these haters want beef, then I guess its time to get fried n***as always want a piece when you getting chicken, then they feel some type of way when they don't get it n***as wanna come through and eat your whole plate, then they got the nerve to go and leave you all the dishes Oh no they done got me for the wrong n***a, rest in peace tee shirt with your picture New n***as out here making bad decisions, out here trying to wife all my old b**hes, good luck n***a trust me you gon' need it, type of n***a to get head while I'm getting weeded Even if I'm on paper you can't read me, even if I'm on TV you can't see me Best believe I'm going hard until the day I say I made it, when im sipping Hennessy the only time a n***a faded If it cost to be the boss well then I guess I got to pay it, if you trynna f** around? ain't even gotta say it You should know that it's a bad decision… Uh… Mile Heights….Yeah…G…