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seiah - no options lyrics

[chorus]
no options, leave me wit no options
in my optics, they stop, c+ck, then pop sh+t
only time y’all stop to check yourselfs is often
wreckin the dreams, carry a hostage for watches
y’all better watch, cus soon them fellas gettin fed up
the cycle won’t continue forever, and when they learning now or never
it never won’t get better
it won’t be better

[verse 1]
same singers and rappers about the false dreams
portraying scenes, like an actor on the screen
(on the screen)
sh+t seas sail to send ships
but big peaks brag to bail b+tches out they sect
seen p+ssy addicted fiends do anything to hit
and wh0res on crack doing the most to get a hit
and switching sh+t up, gon be lucky you ain’t get hit
them call of duty triggers equipped, you gon get clipped
a montage b+tch came up from playin like a set
seein everything together at once, then learning in
when i was ten, thought about what happened to my friends
if i was in, but knew how to shoot since over six
bad influenza taught me younger how to spit
and bad influences kept me level with the rest
and now i’m not looking back or double+takin sh+t
f+ck the biz, if it’s heart that you wanted i got it bled
[chorus]
no options, leave me wit no options
in my optics, they stop, c+ck, then pop sh+t
only time y’all stop to check yourselfs is often
wreckin the dreams, carry a hostage for watches

[bridge]
taught a class of imposters and goblins
saw the gleam, point a f+ckin barrel at the pop quiz
no columbine, but these bars makin dollar trends
columbine’s cl!ck, hit ya collar, college colored in
all the funds in, bringing no more fun to ya lineage
pop a twist cap in the class, get yo ass split in
back at north high, i knew him, them on both ends
shook within, turn a junior high into a shootin range

[verse 2]
face that, no ball+beared bearings would chase that
took ya chain f+ggot, your place, nothing’ll change that
and my shank nabbin to play, about these fake+double faced asses, f+ckin with my kike heritage
we both alike in a way, not by judging our play
but how we stars racin and gettin paid on figure eight
figure out how, germans and africans get they wild style
from the ground, harriet tubman gon need to kick me out
found a dope route, with dope smiles and dogs sniffing sh+t out
f+ck an ounce gram or loud pound
and bow down if you not colored brown in rap you out
gettin claimed as pop because you ain’t afraid to wild sh+t out
y’all been charting accounts on multi+million routes
the heart i brought into industries would’ve kept me down
tom a clown, ben, ian, eazy could never touch me, ouch
why my idols went from my hero’s to tryna get my mouth?
wow, f+ck a million in cash or a percent
i’ll admit that i’m aware that you see me as a percentile
man f+ck positions f+ck an inch and i ain’t locked in
i’m young as f+ck, so y’all just leave me with no option
[chorus]
no options, leave me wit no options
in my optics, they stop, c+ck, then pop sh+t
only time y’all stop to check yourselfs is often
wreckin the dreams, carry a hostage for watches
y’all better watch, cus soon them fellas gettin fed up
the cycle won’t continue forever, and when they learning now or never
it never won’t get better
it won’t be better

- seiah lyrics

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