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W.A.L.E. lyrics : "Poor Decisions"

[Hook 1: Rick Ross]
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions

Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
Damn
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions

All my little homies up in prison
I'mma let you know just how I'm livin'


[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I can tell you' bout the Mach Five
I can show you what them blocks buy

I can tell you 'bout my block ties
I can take you to the far side
Poor decision makin' plagued you ^!$$%s' lives

You sellin' crack up on your momma porch
While she still goin' through her new divorce
He has a thrill as he raise his voice

When he really needs to raise his boys
Young thugs with so much talent
Young thugs havin' no balance

Young ^!$$%s havin' no fathers
Young ^!$$%s catchin' dope charges
Growin' up she say she felt alone

Now she strippin' for that pot of gold
Another fish in the bowl
They say her mother never played her role

I heard her mother always on the roll
Her mother always wearin' gold
Where I'm from I guess that's how it goes


[Hook 2: Rick Ross]
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions

Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
Damn

Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
Rich ^!$$%s makin' poor decisions
All my little homies up in prison

Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]

The Beloved T-Rex says
Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with
Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with

That sound like bull%#@! from out a bull mouth
Even the tepee is a full house
Simple shelter keep you out the cold

If you hold it close together, we'll never fold
Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul
You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds

This house of odds is just a house of cards
Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks
We was born black but that %#@!'ll make you dark

Even with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards
Cause when your P-O-V is poverty

It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key
Finna D-O-P-E bob and weave
And the boxer boxin' free

Up out them rings like it was Rocky 3
Caught up in the game now
Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen free

That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Decided since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles
Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables

Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, yeah ^!$$% I'm tellin' you
Covered in cars over community

Rappers influence your shootin' sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it ain

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