The Dilemma lyrics

by

Lord Finesse


[Verse 1]
I might do good
I might do evil
I can't do wrong
But can't do legal
When everything is black and white
Simplicity please you
But when you're Living Colored
It's so much on the easel

It used to be horseplay
But now n*ggas play horse
I shoot, you shoot
Yeah life is a racecourse
We pacing the highway to heaven n*gga
Roll the die for a snake eye or a seven n*gga
You get the point

Tryna push truth while pulling my blunt
Chase my henny with the 40 oz, my cup overrunning
I'm treating every single meal like it's my last supper
Cause life is b*tch but death can come quicker than bad lovers
And I want a bad b*tch
But I need a woman
I f*ck around so much
That I might end up with nothing
I'm always leaving the love cause lust keeps me coming
Watching Instagram girls bust it open for comments
But why you always come around when I don't need you
I seen so much crazy sh*t in my life
So when I open my eyes and I see you
I ask the lord for advice
Just to escape from the vice because

I know something gon' change
But I got a lot of things in my way
Love the person you are
And not the person you ain't
And just remember you a n*gga
At the end of the day, but

[Chorus]
You saved some souls
But you still ain't holier than thou
So I'm just praying when time comes
I'm hoping that my mind's made up, what

You saved some souls
But you still ain't holier than thou
I say i'm praying when my time comes
That imma, imma have my mind made up, what

[Verse 2 ]
The other night I chopped a line and made the stars align
So much white on my gold Amex my black card declined
Situations looking far and fine
But when it's up and close and personal
You see the ugliness defined
Bump 1, Bump 2, 3, 4
Bump like a traffic jam seeping through your pores
You see I already got some but I need more
Cause when I get mine homie
Then you gon' get yours

I wanna be free
But I wanna be money
I wanna have your back
But n*gga what 'bout by stomach
Yeah a n*gga ate but I'm still f*cking hungry
You already know the story
So you plotting upon me

But let me hold it down my n*gga
So maybe I can lift us up, yeah
Just so we can grab our di*k
Grab a 40 oz, screaming out we don't really give a f*ck

n*ggas never got our mind made
Brother, sister doing time they
Was told that the best things in life are free
But when the motherf*cking crime pays, I'll wait, I'll say I saved

[Chorus]
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