No Option

(album: UNORTHODOX - 2022)

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 niggas jugging and robbing
My niggas be toting the rocket
All of these niggas got problems
All of my niggas got problems
All of my niggas keep straps
Huh, huh, yeah

Caught that boy lurking, we caught in him traffic
Them bullets hit his [?], wrapped him in plastic
All my niggas, all my niggas 'bout that action
Niggas kept talking, got stretched, elastic
My bitch natural, ain't no fake shit
Your fake ass face 'cause bitch, you basic
Fucking with my mask on, bitch, I'm Jason
On the road to them riches, nigga, I'm a dream chaser
Yeah, you at the bottom, nigga, I don't need to chase ya
Put fifty grams in the wood, I'ma face it
Can't take [?] 'cause I be geeking on the daily
All these drugs be killing 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

Up in the club, popping a Perc, I can't think
Popping a Perc, I can't see
Drinking this lean, I'ma float
Like I'ma float in the middle of the sea
None of you niggas can compete
My niggas work overtime for the green
Told my slime to come and get this nigga
Put a couple bullets in his fucking spine
That boy got caught talking shit online
Now his mama crying, now his mama crying
Lil' niggas should've minded his business
Stayed in school, now the nigga died
Nigga talked down then we all slide
Nigga got mob ties, mob ties
'Cause if you gon' all ride, we all ride
If you niggas gon' slide, you gon' die

Caught that boy lurking, we caught in him traffic
Them bullets hit his [?], wrapped him in plastic
All my niggas, all my niggas 'bout that action
Niggas kept talking, got stretched, elastic
My bitch natural, ain't no fake shit
Your fake ass face 'cause bitch, you basic
Fucking with my mask on, bitch, I'm Jason
On the road to them riches, nigga, I'm a dream chaser
Yeah, you at the bottom, nigga, I don't need to chase ya
Put fifty grams in the wood, I'ma face it
Can't take [?] 'cause I be geeking on the daily
All these drugs be killing 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