Lyrics
There’s always a choice
Ya clown ass behavior will neva save ya
Puttin’ people in office to protect ya paper
Ok you got a daughter hope nobody rapes her
Can’t get no abortion so how do we save her
Hope ya lil son make it out da store alive
Don’t put no hoodie on cuz you know he finna die
Took da body cam so you know da cops gone lie
Wash dat blood off yo hands ‘fore you cry
Bitch
How you vote like this knowin’ you got a fuckin’ child
I can’t be yo fuckin’ friend girl ya choices too wild
How you come to this decision?
Man you out here fucking trippin’
Lettin’ these niggas gaslight you out yo quality of living
Claim to be smart it ain’t really givin’
Blood on yo hands
Blood in da streets
Look in da mirror don’t look at me
Ignorance yeah sometimes it taste sweet
Consequences to yo actions run deep
What up lil nigga I’m talkin’ to you too
Tryna act like these abortion laws don’t apply to you
Look at all ‘em bitches dat you tryna run thru
Get a hoe pregnant then she stuck with you
Child support got you po’ as hell
So u headed to jail
And ain’t no muthafucka finna pay dat bail
And yo free labor’s what they tryna sell
You a pawn in da game but u niggas can’t tell
Pa-pawn in da game but you niggas cant tell
Pa-pawn in da game but you niggas can’t tell
Blood on yo hands
Blood in da streets
Look in da mirror don’t look at me
Ignorance yeah sometimes it taste sweet
Consequences to yo actions run deep
Blood on yo hands
Blood in da streets
Look in da mirror don’t look at me
Ignorance yeah sometimes it taste sweet
Consequences to yo actions run deep