No Option (feat. Dyllo)

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Trace. & Mello

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Momma, why they all acting like I owe them something?
Been through the rain and pain but I'm the only one
Who gave it my all until it came down to concealing guns
Can't recognize where the problem's from
So I look to the sky when I walk out at night
I feel like the chosen one
So imma stand up and fight
Until the day I die, I stay true to me
Could give a f*ck about this jewelry, it just reminds me that
Grim reaper in my dreams, dead prezzi's on my conscious
If it ain't about a comma, then it's nonsense
Stayed the same through the pain and the process
Take it to my grave fore' I ever let the ops win
On my soul, only settle for gold
No option
No option, tryna let 'em know that
I'm a long way from taking it home
I did this shit on my own
I know I gotta be strong
(Bitch you better know)
I'm on y'all ass up in the booth
I'm the goat, I can pick any bitch
See the folks, know they see the growth I use to penny pinch
Dollar and a dream, spittin' verses to that Many Men
All I do is win
Just a ordinary nigga, I never tie my laces
The judge done learned my face and shit
From bookoo people's statements
You niggas like to rat and shit, I'll shoot y'all in y'all faces
These bitches like to cap and shit, I'm solo till I make it
Bet yo chick know who I are
Got zaza in my jar
My room look like a car
I'm living like a star
I'm clutching on this rod
I'll bust this bitch on god
Can't go back to the hood because the cops know every car
Bet yo chick know who I are, yeah
My room look like a car, yeah
I'm clutching on this rod, yeah
Know every car, yeah
Grim reaper in my dreams, dead prezzi's on my conscious
If it ain't about a comma, then it's nonsense
Stayed the same through the pain and the process
Take it to my grave fore' I ever let the ops win
On my soul, only settle for gold
No option
No option, tryna let 'em know that
I'm a long way from taking it home
I did this shit on my own
I know I gotta be strong
(Bitch you better know)
I got the reaper in my dreams
I keep a heater, ain't a thing to see
Us pushing cars, you ain't ever seen
It ain't a thing to me
Burning down woods, pushing more weight than a tug boat
Hit the studio, blow off some steam, like a turbo
Leave you bleeding, talking stupid like they jaw broke
Counting money like I run shit, call me marathon man
In a new whip on the highway going fast as I can
Police get behind me knowing just who I am
This the way I'm gonna be until the day I die
I can't change who I am and I gotta king appetite
Stay hungry, keepin' on until I own the shit
Stay right when y'all been wrong
Since day one I been on my own, still silencin' both phones, I been
Grim reaper in my dreams, dead prezzi's on my conscious
If it ain't about a comma, then it's nonsense
Stayed the same through the pain and the process
Take it to my grave fore' I ever let the ops win
On my soul, only settle for gold
No option
No option, tryna let 'em know that
I'm a long way from taking it home
I did this shit on my own
I know I gotta be strong
Bitch you better know that Imma always be ahead of wherever you are
Bitch you know my middle fingers up behind the tint of my car
I walk around the city with my ice on
Passing by you feel the cold front
Stepping in the laces with the 5's on
Remember the times when...
No flex, but I always get the job done
Paper checks done got my trigger finger grippin' like a python
I might fall, but I'm knowin' Imma shake back
I did it one time, ain't afraid of the relapse
Yeah, Franklin's got me facing all my demons
Nah, I ain't a killa, but don't push me and I mean it

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