Lyrics:
about the politics
Islamic bombing attacks
Might opt in to the tropics
And to continue on the topic
Of my logical nonsense
I see flashing lights
Passing
pocket, pray that my mama ain't watching
Nineteen had dreams turn lucid while holding profits
Keep your head up held high, hands tied when you opt-in
Seen
time job
So, so ridicky
Ain't have to rob
Greased like the mob
So so counting ya opt
In to this life
Get, Get what you got (What you got)
You had it
When a muh'fucka opt-in
To go out they way to jumpstart shit
Like they won't get dropped quick
Fuck around 'n get dropkicked
Yeah nigga my talk slick
ridicky
Ain't have to rob
Grease like the mob
So so counting ya opt
In to this life
Get
Get what you got (What you got)
You had it and now you have not (Now
options
That may make me an opp then
If I ain't got a choice ima opt in
The mindset of quitting like orphanage fridges
Okay
I could never adopt it
Not
the blueprint
now they watch me do it
When I clocked in
Took they talkin
Switched the Topic
Opt in
Never options
I saw the optic
Ain't no stoppin me
So fuck they
do this twenty-four
Seven days, i know y'all weak
My Mama stressed out
But she raised a Prodigy
Opt in
Aint no option
It's a Plot twist
They can't top
of been through a Kaleidoscope
Never been a Emma Watson
Stay out of the circle and never will opt in
You don't want a problem when the automatic get
to agree
To certain things
There's no opt ins
Only terms and conditions
Is these terms we conditioned
To cope with assisted living
cnd watch it turn
up in you with low figures and show you the strike different or
Paint a dope picture
Fuck that money shit it’s both really
I’m dropping gems if you opt
flow I'm on a roll I'm so obnoxious
Everybody talk but no one ever wanna pop shit
Being pc but I was never one to opt in
Murderous bars and the beats
Or that you choke
Jokes aside
Use caution
If lovin' is a option
Tell me where
To opt in
Often times I hold my breath
Don't mean I'm out of it
Had my
an option
I had to opt in
I sat back and locked in
Look!
I had to do alotta shit to win
I aint have shit to give
Now im never ever giving up
I dont give
Farther south ain't no option, but to opt-in as a hostage
Or run some, ransom is death no matter what the cost is
Cross terrains to reach a nation under God
player
Like she playing for the Knicks
Yeah
Brighting all her day up
Only thing I tryna to do
Serve her lobster let her opt in for some me
I got her
player
Like she playing for the Knicks
Yeah
Brighting all her day up
Only thing I tryna to do
Serve her lobster let her opt in for some me
I got her
just have some symbols
No more apologies demand real solutions
Want true progress don't brand the revolution
You got opt-in, spectator is not an option
acting
Fugazi
It's too crazy
This new baby
Now you wanna let it go
But this decision that you opt in
I don't wanna feel like just an option
Damn I showed
flossing
Time line watching
That's why your clocking
Keep it real cuz there ain't no ain't no other option
Ain't nobody wanna do it so I opt in make sure
she gonna pull up we gonna opt in
How y'all niggas fanned out
Y'all really some fans of me
How you wanna talk about me now like we ain't been close
I
Ahhhhhhhhh
I've slipped away
Been meaning to say
I'm sorry
For leaving
So long
I could check with the doctor
Or just opt in to pray
For the Lord has
in store
I try not to be a boar
But you look old, borrowed and blue
For us 180, nothing new
Plus one but who to opt in or out for
Her sister uttered
Don't say that
They're still watching
Lose faith in all you've opt In
Can't take the weight?
Get out the way
Good riddance, bygones out they say
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