No Choice

I just met a plug and he from Illinois They hate but when I come around they kill

That noise I run through these hoes but I'm a lover boy

In a Rolls Royce, baby girl, let's go for it She tryin' not to trip but she just can't

Control it Keep her nails and hair done, she like recording

I don't like to post too much, I still adore her

Told her bout these hoes, she wanna know more

They done left me scarred, they left me no choice

They done left me scarred, they left me no choice

I sent that money train and they was late for it

Times was hard but momma said I'm made for it

Turn your back for money, you was lame for it

I done leveled up but you ain't stay for it

She love my aura, I ain't just another rapper

I fuck her good, I make her come, then I come after

And I can't change my way for shit, I'm still a trapper

Play you lay, I bet I stamp it Right there on your toes, mortician

They gon' tag it, put an end to all that madness

Zion red flagging, play with him, we crash it

I know some assassins, the reason they in caskets

Fuck her Keep it classy in the bed where she getting nasty

Normally I freestyle, but I'm writing this track For you

All my old hoes, come in twos, but I'm too Focused on you

All my friends, tell me they see it

I'm falling in love with you, but I'm so

Caught up with bitches, they on me, tryna remove her

I just met a plug and he from Illinois

They hate, but when I come around, they kill that noise

I run through these hoes, but I'm a lover boy

In a Rolls Royce, baby girl, let's go for it

I just met a plug and he from Illinois

They hate, but when I come around, they kill that noise

I run through these hoes, but I'm a lover boy

In Rolls Royce, baby girl, let's go boy

I just met a plug and he from Illinois