Memories, memories
Of what we used to be...
What we used to be. woaaaah
Plugged up, another day so I weighed it up
Moving out, a dead wage got me waking up
Tell me everything will be okay uhhh
I can’t seem to push myself away uhhh
Been strapped up with a new gang
Tryna blow our own minds
Looking for the same thing
When really we all lost just tryna maintain
Been making my own sauce I’m ballin lebron James...
All net, just rockets
Been blowing up to the top bitch
You better know that ain’t stopping
While you’ll be left in a coffin, no option
Lost a life, well will you get it back?
I done lost too many people, now my heart is black
They all wanting competition, try mix & match
But I ain't really for these goofys, yeah there music wack
Used to stay up all night watching art attack
Now I’m stay up all night so my art attack
Mans numbing out his brain couldn’t keep in tact
All these others feel a way but dunno how to act...
Ohhh
No loyalty it’s all fake yuh
Smoke a cloud of that dank yuh
Gold of all over my rings yuh
With my family here, so I’m grateful
Couldn’t take it all need to maintain
Every single minute, gone tryna save me
See you buzzing round the city like a beyblade
Yet another crash landing calling mayday....
Feel too weak now gotcha you going back on your health
Hard to breathe out, broken full of dreams I can tell
Can’t you free him, guess it’s every man for himself
Too busy to notice it burning down
Plugged up, another day so I weighed it up
Moving out, a dead wage got me waking up
Tell me everything will be okay uhhh
I can’t seem to push myself away uhhh
Been strapped up with new gang
Tryna blow our own minds looking for the same thing
When really we all lost just tryna maintain
Been making my own sauce I’m ballin lebron James...
All net, just rockets
Been blowing up to the top bitch
You better know that ain’t stopping
While you’ll be left in a coffin, no option
Shit I been tweakin too long, no care
Pushed away the pills, man that shit too rare
Heard they all talking between themselves
Sad you no longer all on my belt
Aim & fire, see me in the streets
Middle finger, take in what you see
Sat at home, go wait for my release
Left alone that’s all I wanna be...
Lay here bleeding out up on my own
Thinking how I got shit very wrong
Mayhem blasting looking at my phone
Killed you off you know it’s set in stone
Couple demons hate to lose control
Drag you to the edge & let you go
But I can’t give a fuck about a hoe
They all probably love me when I’m gone…
They'll love me when i'm gone
They'll love me when i'm gone
They'll love me when i'm gone
No Option was written by LBFRmikey.
No Option was produced by BenjamynBeats.