They keep tryna get me to do what they tell me Shoulda, woulda, coulda, keep it to yourself You keep pitchin, bitchin, bitch you try to sell me I ain't finna listen, I ain't catching feelings I've been overlooked, I know that they can see me Must be NyQuil in their lean the way these bitches sleeping Keep my message short so they just hit repeat Running on the track so I can get a meeting Choose me or lose me, you gotta lot to prove Choose me or lose me, cause I got shit to do I phone ain't never been dry since I got a trap line Cash flow wet now that I stopped my getting high Fools I went to school with turned into some dope fiends Could've been just like them but I never tried I never do my own stuff, I like the money too much Feel like the monies my drug, but I got you in my blood Now I got blood on my hands I might have bands on my head But I got you on my mind You say I'm wasting your time, but I'm not Choose me or lose me, you gotta lot to prove Choose me or lose me, cause I got shit to do Choose me or lose me, you gotta lot to prove Choose me or lose me, cause I got shit to do