Life I Chose (Miss Americana)
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Know this the life I chose
Know this the life I chose, the path I lead
They tread on me
Know this the life I chose, the path I lead
They tread on me (Tread on me)
Too many niggas wanna tear me down
Who really wanna fuck with a top shotta?
I smoke it like I smoke me some marijuana
Stay with some goons, what? We could get you done up
Red hair, with them blues, Miss Americana
Something like I'm Lana, I get sad in the summer
Ridin' in that Hummеr, lookin' like a hunter
They know I been gеttin' to them bands, call me runner
No, you won't forget about me, it's hard to
Told you, I'm better off then, they old news
Why these niggas never can't serve they purpose?
Whole lotta people lost in this world, searchin'
Truth hurts, but the truth is that I'm earnest
Say that I'm rude, but I know I'm perfect
I know I'm perfect
And the show goes on, tell 'em to drop the curtains (Curtains)
Watch how I work it
Come and watch how I work it
Know this the life I chose
Know this the life I chose
They tread on me
Know this the life I chose
They tread on me
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