No Other Options

Bad bitch is my only choice, ain't no other Options Said you got them lows and they cheap, my Bad I thought you was coppin I take one puff of the Zah, now I'm up there with the Rockets Bitch you better put it in my palm, or sock it to My pocket Niggas goofies, and hoes be choosin' Lately I Been givin' too much love, and my Heart been losin' Lately I ain't been doin' Drugs, I'm pourin For his livin' abusin' Lately I been in your city, State trooper Cruisin' Bitch you said you want love, your Action ain't showin' me Said you seen this money, I swear to Godyou ain't never notice me Nigga me and my Glock the best of friends Only ones that's close to me She ain't gotta Pop pills or drink, and she Still gon' go for me Once I lose, I learn my Lesson, shame on me If it's more than twice Stop askin' dumbass Questions if you know That I'm more than, ah shit Probably do more right than I did wrong, it's Just my way of life Chances are people don't Give a f*ck if they Know you right Bitch I'm on the last level, try To beat The boss I already know yo' custos f*ck with Me, because They can't beat the cost If that bitch get out of Line, she gettin Randy Moss I done throw her money in the air, Then the Coin toss Made it to the next level, took the Elevator If a nigga mad at any win you get, just know They just hella hatin Ain't a pimp, just a smooth operator Been a Nigga since I was in the room, gettin Pushed out on the table F*ck it, dude, I need My own label I don't need yo' playa, I got my own table I was Doin' bad shit outside, because we ain't Even on cable Now I'm doin' better, changes With the weather Feelings, yeah, my mood Get that shit right in The tune I don't know, slap this beat I don't know, just Slap my tunes I don't know, slap my tunes I don't know, just Slap my tunes