Yeah real slime no snake my boot
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
Yeah I hang with them slatts you know
I hang with them bats and crows
I popped outside with my bro's
Rocking all black, oh yeah white soul
Got a P31 yeah she on go
And I'm feeling like Joe when I throw on that coat
And I throw on that Chrome when I'm rockin that show
Pull in that coupe yeah it's tinted
Pull up on demons we spinning
You on this side then you winning
I was down bad I was out sad
In the past now it's no limit
I went face to face with my old me
Told em oh yeah, been a minute
Too high, I hit the ceiling
Top floor boss, been the lieutenant
Talk to my God, now I get healing
Talk to my God, now I been feeling
Way too high, way too fly
I done made handshakes with the sky
Walking with the King, I can not die
Demons getting slimed, look em in the eye
Yeah real slime no snake my boot
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
Jet - LIFE I CHOOSE Lyrics
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Yeah real slime no snake my boot
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
Yeah I hang with them slatts you know
I hang with them bats and crows
I popped outside with my bro's
Rocking all black, oh yeah white soul
Got a P31 yeah she on go
And I'm feeling like Joe when I throw on that coat
And I throw on that Chrome when I'm rockin that show
Pull in that coupe yeah it's tinted
Pull up on demons we spinning
You on this side then you winning
I was down bad I was out sad
In the past now it's no limit
I went face to face with my old me
Told em oh yeah, been a minute
Too high, I hit the ceiling
Top floor boss, been the lieutenant
Talk to my God, now I get healing
Talk to my God, now I been feeling
Way too high, way too fly
I done made handshakes with the sky
Walking with the King, I can not die
Demons getting slimed, look em in the eye
Yeah real slime no snake my boot
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
Yeah I hang with them slatts you know
I hang with them bats and crows
I popped outside with my bro's
Rocking all black, oh yeah white soul
Got a P31 yeah she on go
And I'm feeling like Joe when I throw on that coat
And I throw on that Chrome when I'm rockin that show
Pull in that coupe yeah it's tinted
Pull up on demons we spinning
You on this side then you winning
I was down bad I was out sad
In the past now it's no limit
I went face to face with my old me
Told em oh yeah, been a minute
Too high, I hit the ceiling
Top floor boss, been the lieutenant
Talk to my God, now I get healing
Talk to my God, now I been feeling
Way too high, way too fly
I done made handshakes with the sky
Walking with the King, I can not die
Demons getting slimed, look em in the eye
Yeah real slime no snake my boot
All black yeah Batman coupe
Real heaven-sent, yeah like pouu
Follow God, this the life I choose
Yeah, know His name rings bells like Cruz
She know I'm the one, can't hang with no twos, huh
Demon run up it get boomed, huh
Take off his brain with the goons, yeah
Whole lotta red, whole lotta red, whole lotta red rum
Take off they head, Bible on me I stay with a bread drum
Yeah, I'm fresh out the grave, lil Satan is slayed, the old me is dead son
Ain't nun for me to go in the safe, and put racks on his head son
Writer: Mike M
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