Optionz

One, two
One, two, three

Okay, this that type of shit that make my legs go numb (go numb)
I'm swervin' down the highway in a big, black truck (I'm swervin')
You never loved me, you just loved the person I've become
I got seven different substances inside my blood

I got people reachin' out to me when times get rough
Need to take my own advice, this shit has got me fucked up (fucked up)
Since I made it, they've been hatin', wait, where's the lovе? (Love)
I ain't made it out the crib in likе three whole months, yeah

And it is what it is
I'ma take this money, give it to my kids, yeah
And they kids and they kids
I'ma have options
It is what it is, yeah

In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees
Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee
I got options, I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options)

Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas
Got a different fit every time I step on the scene
I got options, uh, I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options)

Yeah, alright (whoo!)
Made hits in my dorm room, Everest, I climbed that (yeah)
Snake bit my left leg, almost died, then came back
Dreamed up this blueprint, I don't drink, I'm too lit
And I know God chose me, my real life just proves it

I'm up (up), it's like I'm dreamin', but I'm wide awake
And every Rollie on my dresser's like a 100K
I'm fuckin' every night, and I don't even go on dates
And even when I die, I'm never gonna fade away (huh)

And it is what it is
I'ma take this money, give it to my kids, yeah
And they kids and they kids
I'ma have options
It is what it is, yeah (whoo!)

In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees
Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee
I got options (whoo!), I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options)

Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas
Got a different fit every time I step on the scene
I got options (whoo!), I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options)

And I'm good from LA to New York to Detroit up to Boston
I'm good from the Bay to Atlanta to the shore down to Austin
And I'm good from LA to New York to Detroit up to Boston (yeah, alright)
I got a crib on both coasts, hell, yeah, I got options

In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees
Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee
I got options (whoo!), I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options)

Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas
Got a different fit every time I step on the scene
I got options (whoo!), I got options
Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (options)

Fuck it, Mansionz, aye



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Kirkland, Matthew Tyler Musto, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Mike Posner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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