I got the big ass bag and let the chickens out
Chrome heart, my right wrist, this shit look Christian now
Just a state street, third district kid, took a different route
They playing with Jordan? Someone sit Pippen down
Fuck around, I might sit this out
Wondered where'd it all go?
You was tryna call me, I was in Chicago
Fuck the hoe and split I had to cut your ties off
Got the money taller and a new chick from Morocco
(I think)

This life I had chose of shows
Money and clothes
Still want a little bit more
Still want a little bit more

Wondering where'd the Fall go?
Me and Joon been everywhere
Finna leave tomorrow, flying out the country
Stuffing onions in my cargos, Paris hoes to London shows
I'm breaking the embargo
And she ain't mine, I know the time is borrowed
So before I give the D, I put chains and links around my heart, yo

This life I had chose of shows
Money and clothes
Still want a little bit more
Still want a little bit more
This life I had chose of shows, money and clothes
Still want a little bit more (nah, for real) (yeah)