Choices lyrics

[Intro]
(Luca on the track)
Yeah-yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm from the trenches, we make choices
I'm mixin' Henny with my feelings, hearin' voices
Can't have no feelings 'cause these b*tches they be poison
I just get bands if it's not that then you avoid it, hmm
My lifestyle real, this sh*t ain't digital
Them racks holdin' my jeans, I'm tryna pick it up
I'm so Amiri clean, she f*ck my denims up
But we was off that '42 so she ain't give a f*ck

[Verse]
Damn I miss the gang it's no fun
Hit her in that coupe hopin' for buns
I told that boy to keep his glizzy in his toms
I'm just so grateful for my life, I beat the stomps
Stomps, I beat the stomps, hmm
Stomps, I bеat the stomps, hmmm
Lamb truck I push it to the fullest, just catchin' vibеs
Eyes on the prize, screamin', "f*ck them weirdo guys"
Can't take my eyes off the Benz
I got what I was dreamin', this my chance
To become a millionaire
f*ck the b*tches with good hair
Showin' up to club affairs
Everybody know I'm here
Drive that Bentley with no fear
Steady switchin' different gears
I'm still true myself, f*ck what you hear, I don't care
[Chorus]
I'm from the trenches, we make choices
I'm mixin' Henny with my feelings, hearin' voices
Can't have no feelings 'cause these b*tches they be poison
I just get bands if it's not that then you avoid it, hmm
My lifestyle real, this sh*t ain't digital
Them racks holdin' my jeans, I'm tryna pick it up
I'm so Amiri clean, she f*ck my denims up (Luca on the track)
But we was off that '42 so she ain't give a f*ck