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no options - marcolen hayes lyrics

(chrous)
we ain’t have no options we ain’t have no options
on the grind the feds watching twenty two five and its locked in
shorty buss it low cause she said all my young n*ggas always keep it popping
how you saying that you war ready but you ain’t get your bread up already

verse 1

i ain’t never been a fan of these n*ggas all we was taught was trap trap n*gga
stay away from hoes trying to trap n*ggas when n*ggas shoot , shoot back n*gga
i wasn’t raised on the court side mobbing on one not on both sides
clap at these haters like nolia running that mouth after i told ya
this one for everyone that doubted me when i had drеams 5 times as your salary
so why you think these pеople mad at me now they want a jump start without a fee
say that they gang and they proud of me i just want the money all in matrimony
stay away from phonies have you end like tony for two thangs costing 40 bragging bout the glory
see me on top and i swear i’m floating with a bad queen and she twisting potent
k!ll every track like on murder wrote it life is a b*tch but you know she holding
got this game up in a headlock randy savage with a cobra clutch
start a panic and they know was us all my n*ggas know is put in work , with the odds against you n*gga make it work took some loses n*gga live and learn , i done seen real n*ggas switch sides taking more than what their giving out , back up back up yea i need my sp*ce learn from old heads like you know ya place , calculate ya moves control your fate but don’t think i’m slipping i’m toking eight

verse 2

i been rocky to you tommy gunns undefeated and i never sung
all my problems yea i buried them ain’t no time waste i’m coming up
take your b*tch back cause she not as fun one night only and she feeling sprung
my next girl she spanish from panama she still think ima savage a animal
i been ducked off in the muddy waters say my money long n*gga my temper shorter
i been buzzing up to ny n*gga grab a couple packs and back to flawda
90s baby with old soul henny in my system oh no
catch me at the lex or cocos twisting up loud call it burn slow
re up re up re up re up how you a boss with ya feet up
but your n*ggas ain’t eating what you dream of so it’s back to water whipping free us
i am a prisoner in my state of mind 5 times my bounce back like every line
i’m a true poet in the my rap form dope in these rhymes is my trap form

- marcolen hayes lyrics

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