bluindigochild - No Options Lyrics

Bitch I ain't sorry bout the way I speak
Bitch I ain't sorry bout the way I speak
Bitch I ain't sorry bout the way I speak
Bitch I ain't sorry bout the way I speak

Home studio tryna go universal
If you step to me then you might catch a reversal
I just dropped a freestyle on IG no rehearsal
Most this new shit sounding like it need a curfew
If you negative vibes best believe imma curve you
Yes I'm always writing, but I don't keep a journal
If it's cold outside I might rock a thermal
And I like to keep it popping looking something like a kernel
These other rappers gerbils
They small to me
They fall to me
They crawl for me, yeah
They ain't nothing to a boy like me
I ain't no toy you see, I'm a pro
Just living while I'm getting mine
Make a living, keep it chilling while I'm sippin wine
A little bit off course but I'm feeling fine
A little bit off course but I'm feeling fine

I got ten plus years on the belt
Y'all won't see the records til they hit the shelf
That means a couple years and I got it
Imma fill the bag let it hang out of my pocket

It's no options
It's no options
Y'all motherf*ckers better just stop it
Why? I'm here it's no options

It's no options
It's no options
Y'all motherf*ckers better stop it
Why? Cause I'm here no options