OPTIONS
If I get to pick, nah, If I get to, If I get to
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
I got a dream, I'm chasing the cash
I got the green, I'm hiding the stash
I want the love, I want the fame
Wanna be mentioned like one of the greats
Then I'll move out to the states
Be a part of the debates
Put food up on the plate
Just so they remember the name
Flowing in pockets, just like some ace
Show no emotion, my poker face
So many cards, I'm counting the weight
Got so many options, I put them on wait
So many options, I put them on wait
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
I like the way that she missing
And she like the way I be kissing
All of my flows do be dissing
All of my flows do be hitting
She like the way that I'm moving
And she like the way I be grooving
All of my flows they be proving
That I'm really improving
That I'm really improving
I cannot talk to the women I'm moving
That you really are losing
I swear to God, and I find it confusing
Damn I find it seducing
Talk about me and I find it amusing
And you know what I'm choosing
Music's the only thing that I pursue in
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
I got a dream, I'm chasing the cash
I got the green, I'm hiding the stash
I want the love, I want the fame
Wanna be mentioned like one of the greats
Then I'll move out to the states
Be a part of the debates
Put food up on the plate
Just so they remember the name
Flowing in pockets, just like some ace
Show no emotion, my poker face
So many cards, I'm counting the weight
Got so many options, I put them on wait
So many options, I put them on wait
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
I like the way that she missing
And she like the way I be kissing
All of my flows do be dissing
All of my flows do be hitting
She like the way that I'm moving
And she like the way I be grooving
All of my flows they be proving
That I'm really improving
That I'm really improving
I cannot talk to the women I'm moving
That you really are losing
I swear to God, and I find it confusing
Damn I find it seducing
Talk about me and I find it amusing
And you know what I'm choosing
Music's the only thing that I pursue in
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
If I get to pick
I'm choosing money
Over these women and I want all of it
Don't walk around with sticks
Cause I live in Sweden bitch
And if I get fame, will I get cash?
And will my bank get lit?
Is it the dream or is it surreal
Or am I a hypocrite?
Credits
Writer(s): Winzent Wallin
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