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Young Gunz - Life We Chose (feat. Denim) Lyrics

  • [Intro: Young Chris]
  • Uh feel my pain, chea uh-huh
  • Uh, Young Gunnas, Chris and Neef
  • It's real shit
  • North of Death, home of Philly
  • Uh, chea uh
  • [Verse 1: Young Chris]
  • Lights is gettin' dimmer
  • Nights gettin' colder
  • Lost three of my soldiers
  • Life feel like it's over
  • Unloadin' there's somethin' in my way
  • They'll never take me alive
  • I got somethin' on the way
  • I'ma survive I'ma try to do straight
  • Try to make it alive, be around for that due date
  • But it's hard, niggaz hatin' em hard
  • That loss hurt to the heart
  • But still they say it's they fault, we blame y'all
  • Nigga how, nigga please
  • It's still on baby
  • Tell them niggaz had they still off safety
  • What about them other fake dudes that he grew up wit
  • Elementary middle school up wit
  • Man them niggaz was there ain't move yet
  • I'm startin' to think they had somethin' to do wit it
  • I used to think them niggaz was scared
  • It's lookin' a little shaky now
  • Niggaz happy his little brother's laughin', his mother hate me now
  • [Chorus: Denim]
  • Even though it hurts some days
  • This is the game we chose to play
  • Not everything in life is gold but it will be okay
  • Now a bullet ain't got no aim
  • And y'all know bullets ain't got no name
  • But this is the life we chose
  • And it will never change
  • [Verse 2: Neef]
  • Everyday we reminisce about that three day trip
  • Same night that we left, got a call you hit
  • Thought you was still wit us, aimed at me that he flipped
  • Got a call from my peaches found out where you was hit
  • Three hit himself who missed him and you just a couple inches
  • You don't know how much you miss him, bullshittin' in the kitchen
  • Ninety percent fist fights leadin' to them slammers
  • But lil' Drake ain't understand until one of them niggaz vanish
  • This rap shit is crazy but believe me I'ma try
  • Whether happened or not homie I got lil' five
  • And with the real ones I'ma slice my pies
  • As you would of wanted, man I'm so sick to my stomach
  • That you ain't around enjoyin' the fruits of our labors
  • Shit's about to get major, and these niggaz really hate us
  • Around for nothin' givin' me teeth and palms
  • Man I don't pay 'em no mind, just try to focus and rhyme ya know
  • [Chorus]
  • [Verse 3: Young Chris]
  • Aunt Peaches that's where you can reach us
  • Cook out every other til' they took a nigga brother
  • Love ya like a brother so I try to take ya brother
  • And he be on some other shit, I be tryin' to tell 'em man
  • I seen how you feel
  • He had intentions on killin' my big brother
  • Just to let me see how he feel
  • Tellin' me his life over *****in' cops
  • They know they after, run before they catch him he got people to kill
  • That boy crazy, he got people for real
  • He gone wind up layin' somewhere peaceful for real
  • Like he the only one goin' through the pain
  • Like his mom and Aunt Peaches ain't goin' through the same
  • Cool one minute, then he goin' through a change
  • I don't need that around, keep the heaters around
  • Just like the rest of the niggaz that I leave in the town
  • So I separate myself, I look better wit myself
  • [Repeat Chorus]

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