Options

Yeah

[Verse 1]
Don't test me it get messy
But my girl she never stress me when she text me
(Yesterday my pockets empty)
Now they hefty
I been eating like a king homie get the check please, ya
I got a handle on the pressure
We gon' make some fucking diamonds
Rolly on my wrist that shit gon' tell me what the time is
I been workin' hard so I got all of these options
Yaa, ya

[Hook]
Options, homie I got options
I might run up on you in a mosh pit
Yeah, when I need that guala ima clock in
Please don't try to stop me, this right here is my shit

[Verse 2]
Find me in the city in the same old whip (yoom)
Tired of the radio the same old shit
Now I'm steady catching vibes man they came so quick
They were laughing for a minute now the game so lit
Oh shit, ya, they don't wanna see me gettin' bands now
Everybody wanna be my mans now
I do this shit alone don't need a handout
I ain't stressin' all these clones, I know I stand out

[Hook]
Options, homie I got options
I might run up on you in a mosh pit
Yeah, when I need that guala clock in
Please don't try to stop me, this right here is my shit

[Verse 3]
Don't do this for my city, they don't give a fuck about me
They ain't see it coming, they don't think I'm really out here
But I don't really stress it now, I'm just steady finessin' now
I'm in the final stretch and I know this life is a blessing
I thank God for the moments that I have, and I
Can't stop 'til I find my path
Now I'm living like I'm never gonna die
I been T'd up yea they told me take my time
Now I'm moving I got

[Hook]
Options, homie I got options
I might run up on you in a mosh pit
Yeah, when I need that guala clock in
Please don't try to stop me, this right here is my shit

Options, homie I got options
I might run up on you in a mosh pit
Yeah, when I need that guala clock in
Please don't try to stop me, this right here is my shit

[Outro]