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miles fader – options lyrics

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chorus:
i got options baby don’t play, when you’re f-cking with somebody like that, and you know you can’t make me stay, remember no one else got it like that, like that 2x

verse 1:
i was in the south side studio late night when you hit my text oh no no no
the shit that i do for you d-mn girl you better look good when i’m pullin up, make me wanna take it to the hotel and blow k!ll, po something get to slow feelin, f-ck with me cus you know it’s my summer when i’m home, when i’m gone it’s a cold winter, i got b-tches on payroll, so don’t make mistakes hoe, got 20 in my city i could add another 8 0
always stay with purple got the loud or the syrup
young miles fader bout to hitcha wit the work, and yoi know i got juice, everybody got thirst, whatchu talking bout!!!
oo baby girl i’m really bout it, got a whip with no ceilin on it, that i’m peeling off in, got -ss girl i’ll be feelin on it, oh lord i’m just being honest, you know you know, got tints on me when i’m ridin in the benz, so when you f-ckin up, girl you can just pretend. that you ain’t see me ridin ride ur m-th- f-cking friends, girl i know you see me

chorus:

verse 2:
oo baby i can tell u know it’s different, got you noticin the distance, and i know u hate them b-tches, yhe way they grab me and they posing for them pictures, no no, but u know its all fake, i didn’t change when it all came
man i took this shit from nudie jeans to balmein, and i did the shit the hard way, no no, i got parties at the condo, cwhen i’m down in costa, i know b-tches in brazil, thaya movin that coca, and i’ll give it all up, just to get u in my drop, bring me right back every time tht pussy ppp, plus u know i’m down with u so don’t f-ck it all up, girl i’ll catch you slipping

chorus:

verse 3:
man j put that real work in, the same enemies around man they still lurkin, 2 b-tches on the bed while i’m spielburgi, and i got it like that man j feel certain, lord knowss. chain glowin man it’s ice cold, man i’m ducking frkm the 5, 0 yall playin with fire like a pyro , i’m from detroit city where they posted on the corner like a light post, came up with my own shit, muh f-ckas tryna jack it, but i ain’t fleece, man i got b-tches in fleets ,looking for a crib on that beach, every time i k!ll wm on beats now i’m telling yall start callin me dikembe, cus everything is in reach

- miles fader lyrics

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