Trippy Hippie D - Good Decisions Lyrics

Never made
Good decisions
I was locked up
In that prison
I was never listening
But I stuck to the mission
And I'm getting to the digits
Never f*cking with these bitches
And I'm eating all the chicken
And I'm doing good bro
Finally made it out the hood
Never understood why they got to f*cking hate
Doing this shit and I'm f*cking getting cake
No I never wait and I never hesitate
I know I look a little bummy
But I'm really bout my money
Bitch I'm sweet like honey
And you know I got that sugar
Cut these niggas up I'm a butcher
Roast them in a slow cooker
Writing in my book uh
My music getting good uh
Got a bad bitch yeah she's a f*cking looker
Doing shows you know I got to book them
Spitting facts I know it leave you shook huh
Bet y'all niggas didn't know that I'm a rook huh
I'm still tryna make it
I just need some patience
You need that third eye
To understand my cadence
They underestimated my dedication
Tryna be an inspiration
For the next generation
Never made
Good decisions
I was locked up
In that prison
I'm still tryna make it
I just need some patience
You need that third eye
To understand my cadence
I'm still dealing with all that pain
Reminisce I smoke on that haze
Old friends throwing dirt on my name
I'm a wolf I cannot be tamed
You can tell that I ain't the same
Mom's hating the man that I became
I remember stealing your change
I'm sorry for all of that pain
Chase them bands I got to run it up
Like Mowgli I am the wolf cub
Growing up I knew I was the one
Out my fam I had to chase them funds
I'm still tryna make it
I just need some patience
You need that third eye
To understand my cadence