"Option" lyrics
Yeah, Tommy
This song started out as like, I don't know
(Ayy, Ross, sauce it up!)
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yet
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
Did me dirty, 'cause I ain't really [?] now
Give me a second, I'll be riding with the top down
Just had a dream that you cried when I walked out
I was broke and niggas ask me for guap now
Was a king to a god how I feel like
Yeah smile, had a feeling I don't feel right
But I've been dealing with a lot of real life shit
But I ain't really happy like real happy like for real though
Like when I smoked a blunt for the first where that feeling go?
I'm not the one to ask, 'cause really, I don't really know
Made a promise to myself imma stack it to the ceiling though
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
Money cool, but I need someone to talk with
Designer jeans so I ain't tryna wash it
Yeah yeah, 'cause it might shrink
Music, [?]
Don't talk about nobody care what I think
Getting faded by my lonely turn to my fans
Started out when I was young my mama said like why you hiding?
Diamonds forming pressure now the boy is shining
I trust god, and the timing
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
This song started out as like, I don't know
(Ayy, Ross, sauce it up!)
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yet
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
Did me dirty, 'cause I ain't really [?] now
Give me a second, I'll be riding with the top down
Just had a dream that you cried when I walked out
I was broke and niggas ask me for guap now
Was a king to a god how I feel like
Yeah smile, had a feeling I don't feel right
But I've been dealing with a lot of real life shit
But I ain't really happy like real happy like for real though
Like when I smoked a blunt for the first where that feeling go?
I'm not the one to ask, 'cause really, I don't really know
Made a promise to myself imma stack it to the ceiling though
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
Money cool, but I need someone to talk with
Designer jeans so I ain't tryna wash it
Yeah yeah, 'cause it might shrink
Music, [?]
Don't talk about nobody care what I think
Getting faded by my lonely turn to my fans
Started out when I was young my mama said like why you hiding?
Diamonds forming pressure now the boy is shining
I trust god, and the timing
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, Money, Liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I know deep, in my thoughts when I'm [?] yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey
