letra de no option - maj
[intro]
i had to boss up, no option
i had to boss up, no option
i had to boss up, no option
i had to boss up, no option
my n-ggas juggin’ and robbin’
my n-ggas be totin’ the rocket
all of these n-ggas got problems
all of my n-ggas got problems
all of my n-ggas keep straps
huh, huh, yeah
[chorus]
caught that boy lurkin’, we caught in him traffic
them bullets hit his [?], wrapped him in plastic
all my n-ggas, all my n-ggas ’bout that action
n-ggas kept talkin’, got stretched, elastic
my b-tch natural, ain’t no fake sh-t
your fake ass face ’cause b-tch, you basic
f-ckin’ with my mask on, b-tch, i’m jason
on the road to them riches, n-gga, i’m a dream chaser
yeah, you at the bottom, n-gga, i don’t need to chase ya
put fifty grams in the wood, i’ma face it
can’t take [?] ’cause i be geekin’ on the daily
all these drugs be k!llin’ me, i don’t think that i’ma make it, huh
you’re like [?] kid, huh
get monеy, finally went brady, yeah
ignore thе fakes, can’t fake me
ignore these fakes, they jakes
[verse]
up in the club, poppin’ a perc, i can’t think
poppin’ a perc, i can’t see
drinkin’ this lean, i’ma float
like i’ma float in the middle of the sea
none of you n-ggas can compete
my n-ggas work overtime for the green
told my slime to come and get this n-gga
put a couple bullets in his f-ckin’ spine
that boy got caught talkin’ sh-t online
now his mama cryin’, now his mama cryin’
lil’ n-ggas should’ve minded his business
stayed in school, now the n-gga died
n-gga talked down then we all slide
n-gga got mob ties, mob ties
’cause if you gon’ all ride, we all ride
if you n-ggas gon’ slide, you gon’ die
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[chorus]
caught that boy lurkin’, we caught in him traffic
them bullets hit his [?], wrapped him in plastic
all my n-ggas, all my n-ggas ’bout that action
n-ggas kept talkin’, got stretched, elastic
my b-tch natural, ain’t no fake sh-t
your fake ass face ’cause b-tch, you basic
f-ckin’ with my mask on, b-tch, i’m jason
on the road to them riches, n-gga, i’m a dream chaser
yeah, you at the bottom, n-gga, i don’t need to chase ya
put fifty grams in the wood, i’ma face it
can’t take [?] ’cause i be geekin’ on the daily
all these drugs be k!llin’ me, i don’t think that i’ma make it, huh
you’re like [?] kid, huh
get money, finally went brady, yeah
ignore the fakes, can’t fake me
ignore these fakes, they jakes
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