Wale feat. Lupe Fiasco and Rick Ross Lyrics
"Poor Decisions"

(feat. Rick Ross)

Hook:
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Damn! Shit! Rich niggas making poor decisions
All my lil homies up in prison
I'mma let you know just how I'm living!

I can tell you about the, five
I can show you what them blocks buy
I can tell you about my blood ties
I can take you to the far side
Poor decision making plaguing a nigga's life
You selling crack up on your momma porch
While she still going 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 having no balance
Young niggas having no fathers
Young niggas catching dope charges.
Growing up she say she felt alone
Now she stripping for that pot of gold
Another fish in the bowl
They say a mother never played her role
I heard her mother always on the roll
Her mother always wearing gold
Where I'm from I guess that's how it goes!

Hook:
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Damn! Rich niggas making poor decisions
All my lil homies up in prison
Lupe, gotta tell them how you're living!

The Beloved T-Rex says:
"Grown man bars is something you gotta deal with!"
Whole hand cards but nothing that you can build with.
That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth
Even the,. is a full house
Simple shelter keep you out the cold,
If you hold it close together, will you never fall?
Why you letting the devil beat you at 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,. parks
We was born black but that shit will make you dark.
Even with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to find a little love,
My regards, cause when your POV is poverty
It's like DOC a lottery, that DOC be locking key
, the DOPE bob and weave
And the boxer boxing free up out them rings like it was Rocky 3.
Caught up in the game now, look at how we came out!
Like ,. oxen free, yeah
, watching me, yeah, yeah
..it's like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored ,
Instead of building up a habit in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, yeah nigga I'm telling' you
Covered in cars over community
Rappers influence your shooting sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me
Easy to record so ruthlessly!
Rich nigga!

Hook:
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions

Can't tell you 'bout that H dude,
But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude
And I'll show you where they raise a tool
Have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes.
I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention
And the hoes thinking might blow your , for a known emblem
Label whores who'll fuck the sale and suck a store
Last the pearl, dream of rose, , became a,
Where she end up on your knob
Cause she has never been adored.
Lord help us, my generation come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but living shallow, how we gonna swim?
I mean really why should I pretend?
Walking dead,..my soul is possessed
I'm repping my set, no matter who posing against
Once I got hot, they only good option to vent.

Hook:
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions
Rich niggas making poor decisions

[Outro:]
Hey Ricky, I'mma flip the mission!
I'm like poor niggas making rich decisions?
Poor niggas making rich decisions
That shit right there is more efficient
I think that might be a better description
Poor niggas making rich decisions!
Can't afford 'em, but you still gonna get 'em!
That's a poor nigga making rich decisions
Buying jewelry ,but you know you're vision
Yeah, yeah, yeah! On a mission
Maybe part 2, yeah!