The Choice - Buckshot, P-Money

Mic check

You ready yet

Let’s go

Write the cheque

Right respect

Buckshot

Let’s flow

Fighting through the verse

Like my tongue wear kicks

Crew looking at me like

«son where’s this?'

Don’t trip

You be calm

Expose the flows

The flows we are

One second

Two second

I showed the verse

For two records

Who got the props

And who set it

Buckshot shorty

Like nore a true legend

Hit squad

Hit hard

So I

Saw the format

Hit the doormat and said hi

Cool guy so far from shy

More of a superstar in an awesome sky

That cat filled with rap to save lives

Dpr vpr stay vibin

All wielders

All fielders

Buckshot up so high

That I’m scareless

Backpack rapper

With a mainstream flow

Tryna school heads

To the way things go

Visit the game cause we so not cold

So why do rappers exist?

Common sense makes the mind intense

Niggas start to think behind that fence

The time i’ve saved, the time i’ve spent

The ill choices I made behind that bench

That’s my bed I made

I sleep in it

I don’t complain

I keep winning

Keep grinning

Keep spinning

360 degrees keep beginning

I keep beginning

I work smart

Work hard and stay stuck

Who the backpack god

Same buck

Man what?

Yo p

Let’s get it

Cut it up like

Yeah

New york

The new city like

Nyc everywhere I go

It’s my flow

And ya’ll know

I’m like a hot potato so…

Can’t touch it uh

Can’t grab it uh

Can’t kick

I ain’t having this

Buck the binc

Duck down is the place to be