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Options (feat. Pell & Sylvan Lacue)

Album: Singles Durasi: 5:04

Dawg, I think I might've fucked up my leg

Running through these bands like a cow running back

Shouts to Larry June, god damn my dawg

Why I gotta stunt so motherfucking hard?

I'm up like the bleachers

I'm cold like the features

And I ain't got no girl to bring sand to the beaches

Wait a minute dawg, I'm tripping

Tell me why these niggas hate us

We done elevated game and now they say they scared to play us

Now you know they scared to play us

My Beyonce lemonade I'm cooking so much sauce

Had your girl come clean my apron

Life been tasting better than my momma jambalaya

Still a New Orleans nigga, don't try us

I got fam in San Fran, know I got the Bay with me

Get action like Van Damme, know I got some babes with me

Jeans got skinny when the dreams got plenty

So I let my feelings go and mix the bitter taste with Henny

Then I'm gone

Real real feel like living in the ghetto

Real ass niggas, them boys sons of Geppetto

I grabbed all the girls that said they don't like short guys

Now they say they was wrong on every single level

Look here man, I make my profits then I let them shine

I mean a prophet don't need profit so I give back mine

I don't usually wanna trip but I might this time

Cause I just gotta know, why they always on my line?

We rollin', they can't stop us

No Molly, but we poppin'

They want it, but we got it

I been getting to it like there ain't no option

We rollin', they can't stop us

No Molly, but we poppin'

They want it, but we got it

I been getting to it like there ain't no option

Now all you gotta do is tell me what's really going on

City running rapid ever since you left from home

There's way too many options that a rich guy can't condone

Went from desolate to blowing up my phone

I been grinding like my whole life, can tell it by my palms

Mama texting bible scriptures, man she let em psalm

Papa just got out of rehab, now I'm listening for your arms

I hope you know a nigga never meant no harm

Cause nowadays it's yourself you should be focused on

Can't love nobody if you don't love you, that's hella strong

I spent some days losing dignity hoping I was wrong

Come and go, come and go, no squad

I done had a ton of those, nigga I'm a loner

Fuck they race, no bungalow

Still everybody playin' juice till the tube stop

All eyes on me, no (censored)

Niggas still tryna play me like a jukebox

Drink it for the free, but you only get two shots

North Dade be the city when I rep that

Stop by Zay's or the Zoe's if he catch that

Used to wanna work around the money

Nigga always doing favors, had to boss up, bro where the checks at?

I said we rolling, no stop and go

Nigga had to call my pops and let him know

His son about to blow

Came a long way from the free lunch

Now we be us just to get some dough

No more piecing up for my liquor, I'm gon' get my own

And now you see the hardest thing is staying true to yourself

Oh you know, still ain't had to sell my soul for some wealth

Oh hell no, that's not me

Lost in my thoughts is where I be

I got a few options for the girls in my world

But they can't see what I see

Snuck in the club with no ID

Game in the blood, nigga no IV

Know I gotta move real sharp in a room full of sharks

They got they eye on me

Nah nigga all my life been setbacks

Ain't gon' give in or accept that

I got options like Cam Newton or Steph Curry with the step back

We rollin', they can't stop us

No Molly, but we poppin'

They want it, but we got it

I been getting to it like there ain't no option

We rollin', they can't stop us

No Molly, but we poppin'

They want it, but we got it

I been getting to it like there ain't no option