no option

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

They too surprised a **** did it, tell 'em I ain't have a option

Gotta keep on makin' chips 'cause I date hoes that love shoppin'

They only see my wins, they wasn't around for all my losses

I know what I wanna be, so I surround myself with bosses

Oh shit, I'm makin' hits, new hoe, I took your bitch

Come on, I'm likin' this, hold on, my life lit

I had dreams of bein' rich and havin' a six-figure kit

What's the point of bein' rich if you ain't with a rich bitch?

I been workin' hard tryna make my family proud

I been in the stu', I don't do no hangin' out

Brokest **** in the room be the one that's extra'd out

They want me to pop out, bitch, what that check 'bout?

Get your head off bullshit, it's so much cheese on the floor

She told you not to worry about me, she on her knees for 310

I told her, "Back the fuck up, why is you doin' the most?"

She said, "Sorry, I don't know", wait, who is this at my door? Hold on

03 (03)

Oh, oh

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

She for the streets, she on her knees for 103, yeah

Blow her on the way she blow me, I know she a weed-head

Banking on original, I never did the remix

I just knew one day that I was blowin' fire, phoenix

Death is in these jeans, I'm on my toes like I still be 'head

First time she seen me layin' down, thought I had three legs

Her **** actin' like he safe, why ain't 03 dead?

You can't be a Drummer unless you did the shit that we did

I was gone for five, that shit was over less than three years

Crying 'bout these thigh pads, no more room inside these D Tears

New York Fashion Week, I'm at the party with your main

Me and my bro Weezy just like Jay-Z and Jermaine

And these bricks, new whips, ****, money ain't a thing

And these hoes don't like it if it don't glint-glint

Bling-bling, every time I come around your city

It's some Drummers ridin' with me, it's a hundred or a 50 on us

Mad 'cause if she listen to my songs, she probably pretty

And she wishin' she was with me, got me signin' on her titties, yeah

I jump on your song and that's a certified banger

California takin' 'bout the gang, **** in danger

We know phase I live, but she wasn't from here like a stranger

Beat the pussy up, I got some problems with my anger

Pretties from the Valley, said she scared to meet a gangster

Got a couple partners that ain't even gangbangin' (03)

They too surprised a **** did it, tell 'em I ain't have an option

Gotta keep on makin' chips 'cause I date hoes that love shoppin'

They only see my wins, they wasn't around for all my losses

I know what I wanna be, so I surround myself with bosses (bosses)