Options

We all got options
Yeah, we got options
So if I ain't the one
Then just drop me
When you look at me
Our eyes stay locked
No place else in time
Is there enough

Options, options, options, options, options, options, options
Options, options, options, options, options, options, options
Options, options, options, options, options, options, options
Yeah, we all got options
We all got options

Two feet in the middle of me
Everybody talkin' how the finna love me, yeah
Everything is how it should be
Can barely even fuckin' get a handle on me since
Sixteen in the middle of me
Now everybody talkin' how they finna show me
They got the devotion
So lets put this in motion

They're lyin' to think that this won't lead to heartbreak
Lead to heartache
Every heartbreak
Leads to heartache
And it's so exhausting
Exhausting

No, hellos
And when you come around me it's
Go, go, go, go
Make, believe
When you act like you don't need me, need me
Showin' no respect
Cause when you had it aint give a fuck
When you had it ain't give a fuck
When you had it ain't give a fuck, fuck, fuck

We all got options
Yeah, we got options
So if I ain't the one
Then just drop me
When you look at me
Our eyes stay locked
No place else in time
Is there enough

Ohhhh
Ohhhh



Credits
Writer(s): Aran Coleman
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