No Options

Came with the hounds and we stepping on little dogs
Try take my crown, find your cap and I'll knock it off
King of the town, so I try put my city on
Think that you hard, you a bitch with that weapon drawn
I'm in a different Avenue
I drop a track and they blast the tune
I'm eating, no need to think rational
No competing, cause boy, I ain't passable
They can't wait till I drop it, rock it
I'm blowing up like a rocket, watch it
Y'all got no options, options
Y'all got no options, I'm taking over
They will never top it, stop it
These snakes they be pocket watching
They still got no options, options
They still got no options, I'm taking over

2 years in and I'm beating these rappers that been here
like how the fuck have y'all not blown up yet?
Diamonds on me shine bright like the sunset
I got a baddie at night getting undressed
Damn, boy, I really feel like the man, boy
Got haters that stay talking shit, when I meet him in person, I know he a fanboy
Couple bands that I make every project
Ima make me 44 more, that's logic
Vision so clear, think I got perfect optics
Run on this beat, get a ring like sonic
Running through the streets, Nike cleats, didn't have shit
Homie step to me then he freeze like magic
Yeah they know it's heat, on release, it's a classic
He won't be as big as me in the scene, that's tragic
I stay with some soldiers, I feel like a sergeant
I only keep it 300, no Spartan
I gotta a lot of weight but I still raise the bar again
They trading they soul for they goal that's the bargain
I know a lot snakes, everybody cold hearted
Might take a step back, up 1 3 like I'm harden
I only make fire, on tracks causing arson
Don't talk about money when you shopping at target
Damn, you thought I was finished
I've been barely gone in it
I'm stacking my green then I'm eating like spinach
The money keep coming when I drop a written
With the pen it's a murder so now you a witness
You think you the shit with a chain on your neck
Guess that's all that it takes just to get their respect
He get left lying limp if he don't come correct
Oh that boy he your dog, send his ass to the vet
I only make hits so that's what they expecting
Y'all only make mid but you keep on neglecting
They hop out with sticks if you come in our section
Let it sing like in church, send your ass to the reverend
They best new track is my latest throwaway
We gon pull up all black, light they shit like a parade
And the choppa got a kick so we call it Porier
I've had so many hits, might get signed to Notre Dame
I feel like the king of this shit, cause I'm the king of this shit
I've been balling all year, might get a ring for this shit
If he wanna talk tough, get to swinging and shit
And the chop like his cup, leave him leaning and shit
Take him out, like a skunk, he be stinking and shit
Put a opp in a blunt, have me feigning and shit, yeah
Have me feigning and shit, have me feigning and shit, yeah
Have me feigning and shit, have me feigning and shit, cause

Cause we came with the hounds and we stepping on little dogs
Try take my crown, find your cap and I'll knock it off
King of the town, so I try put my city on
Think that you hard, you a bitch with that weapon drawn
I'm in a different Avenue
I drop a track and they blast the tune
I'm eating, no need to think rational
No competing, cause boy, I ain't passable
They can't wait till I drop it, rock it
I'm blowing up like a rocket, watch it
Y'all got no options, options
Y'all got no options, I'm taking over
They will never top it, stop it
These snakes they be pocket watching
they still got no options, options
They still got no options, I'm taking over