No Option
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
Fuck all the extra shit, I'm breaking they necks like an exorcist
I really been through it so fuck all the prejudice
Check on my gram if you need to see evidence
I'm building my resume, this shit is so evident
I been in my element, if you got a problem let's settle it
All of the bullshits irrelevant
I'm fighting depression I never confront or confess it
Just pray to God for every blessing
My dad went to prison my mom didn't want me
Yea all of this shit it done taught me a lesson
To put my trust up in my damn self, ain't nobody owe a thing to ya
Even ya family can do you dirty when you ain't ever did a thing to em
I'm just a mufuckin dream chaser, and they ain't really understand the shit
They ain't see the vision that I seen and it's really hard to fuckin battle with
I'm dedicated to the fuckin grain, this the only reason I'm still alive
I'ma hustle hard, I'ma get rich and I'ma do this shit until I fuckin die
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I got Tray in the sky looking down on me, I know that my brother is proud of me
So fuck all you people that doubted me, I'm taking the game like a robbery
I run up a check like a lottery, then donate the shit to the poverty, obviously
They need it more than me
Honestly got all these feelings they trapped up inside of me
To all of my exes I came up, you bitches never shoulda changed up
Now I run it up now I run it up, one of you coulda been ranged up
But that ain't a problem for me, these pretty bitches ain't cheap
That's just more money for me, I spend some money on my Gs
I put my faith into a dream, when no one could see it
Ain't nobody wanna believe it I mean it, they hated on me for no reason
Until I came up and it's such a good feeling
They counted me out, doubted me out they didn't wanna see me make it
I came from the pounds to industry sounds I kept it real and never faked it
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
Fuck all the extra shit, I'm breaking they necks like an exorcist
I really been through it so fuck all the prejudice
Check on my gram if you need to see evidence
I'm building my resume, this shit is so evident
I been in my element, if you got a problem let's settle it
All of the bullshits irrelevant
I'm fighting depression I never confront or confess it
Just pray to God for every blessing
My dad went to prison my mom didn't want me
Yea all of this shit it done taught me a lesson
To put my trust up in my damn self, ain't nobody owe a thing to ya
Even ya family can do you dirty when you ain't ever did a thing to em
I'm just a mufuckin dream chaser, and they ain't really understand the shit
They ain't see the vision that I seen and it's really hard to fuckin battle with
I'm dedicated to the fuckin grain, this the only reason I'm still alive
I'ma hustle hard, I'ma get rich and I'ma do this shit until I fuckin die
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I got Tray in the sky looking down on me, I know that my brother is proud of me
So fuck all you people that doubted me, I'm taking the game like a robbery
I run up a check like a lottery, then donate the shit to the poverty, obviously
They need it more than me
Honestly got all these feelings they trapped up inside of me
To all of my exes I came up, you bitches never shoulda changed up
Now I run it up now I run it up, one of you coulda been ranged up
But that ain't a problem for me, these pretty bitches ain't cheap
That's just more money for me, I spend some money on my Gs
I put my faith into a dream, when no one could see it
Ain't nobody wanna believe it I mean it, they hated on me for no reason
Until I came up and it's such a good feeling
They counted me out, doubted me out they didn't wanna see me make it
I came from the pounds to industry sounds I kept it real and never faked it
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
I ain't got no other option gotta run it for my bros
I can't fold up under pressure can't be sad about no hoes
When they took my brothers life I pray like why the world so cold
Watch me stay down till I come up I'm a get it on my own
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Estep
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