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Baby Col - Options Lyrics



Baby Col - Options Lyrics




I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss

Baby do I miss every thought about you
I cannot think about a world I live without you
I want to think back to a time, you know I'm bound to
Think about our memories I am allowed too
Brandon called me up he told me about the baddest bitch
Now I'm broken down I don't want to crawl out my ditch
Hide the pain I'm going out I'm gonna buy a whip
Flex the drip break the law I don't abide by shit
No I don't wanna smoke the pain away yea
I dont hide my pain, baby I'm not afraid baby I'm not insane

I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss

You know that when I get rich, I'll take care of all my kin
Drink it up we'll sip some jin, I feel like I'm made for this
I run shit AD, Bustdown my AP
Rollie on I copped that, 20 thou from savings
Mash it up like gravy, shoot like Mcgrady
Running shit since DOA I'm a kid born in the 80's
You heard right I run my town
The kids never heard me they my sound
Give Baby Col the king yea his crown
Tell mama I'm gonna have make her proud

I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss
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I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss

Baby do I miss every thought about you
I cannot think about a world I live without you
I want to think back to a time, you know I'm bound to
Think about our memories I am allowed too
Brandon called me up he told me about the baddest bitch
Now I'm broken down I don't want to crawl out my ditch
Hide the pain I'm going out I'm gonna buy a whip
Flex the drip break the law I don't abide by shit
No I don't wanna smoke the pain away yea
I dont hide my pain, baby I'm not afraid baby I'm not insane

I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss

You know that when I get rich, I'll take care of all my kin
Drink it up we'll sip some jin, I feel like I'm made for this
I run shit AD, Bustdown my AP
Rollie on I copped that, 20 thou from savings
Mash it up like gravy, shoot like Mcgrady
Running shit since DOA I'm a kid born in the 80's
You heard right I run my town
The kids never heard me they my sound
Give Baby Col the king yea his crown
Tell mama I'm gonna have make her proud

I'm running out of plans yea I'm running out of options
Get one last chance control the cockpit
Pictures on the gram fake ass girls got to stop it
She gonna put me in the ground she ain't stopping
She won't loosen up the grip, she ain't seen me I admit
I'm losing all my patience I'm not moving to the six
Smoking of my thoughts we about to light a spliff
I'm a heavy hitter baby do i miss
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Writer: Collin Cimino
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Performed By: Baby Col
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Collin Cimino

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