CHOICES Video (MV)

My mother raised me well
And she bought me new toys
She taught me how to be a good boy
And to focus on myself
My heart is getting heavy as I grow
And I'm seeing different things
Looking at myself at this point if I'm going to ice my waist
Calculating every single step
Cause I'm tired of these L's
If you wanna work your way up to the top
You can come and grab my hand
Cause every single time that i fell on my feet
I used to call my niggas and we used to smoke some weed
Shouting out the "gang gang"popping bottles getting lit
Spending a lot money in the club on repeat
But when I woke up in the morning trying to find my bliss
Checking left to right put my head on my knees
I hate it when I think too much I'm searching for my peace
Tears start to fall when I get to reminisce
Ohh huh hmmm
Crying in my bed when I close my eyes to sleep
Baby hold my hand when I fall down my knees
I have seen a lot of things in my life can you let me breathe
Praying for my foes and the Lord my soul to keep