Options

I think I like better when I play it low I think I can finally let it all go, let it go I think I’ve finally had enough Wasting my time, calling my bluff I ain’t trna waste no time calling on someone who ain’t even up So I should get up~ I think I’m tired of keeping things so, serious, I’ve run out of options, I’ve had enough Had enough of keeping all these I can’t give up The truth I speaks no longer enough I’ve run out of options, I won’t give up I see the lines waiting for the picture oh, The picture oh, My bad That’s what you got me feeling Feeling like my bad Cause I cared about you I showed up for you like My bad Should’ve never gave it up Should’ve never had that trust My bad For sticking around Finally had enough, cutting everybody off Cause that’s my bad For paying your bills Keeping things chill Keeping you warm Keeping you here, where you gotta place to sleep Food to eat Paying for your meals Calling my friends on my phone My bad For treating you special Never mind you was just a vessel Pay it up Nigga pay it up Owe me like a couple hundred bucks Never mind I’m out Moving out of state I’m out of town Kept my cool, my rep is sound Never fell back, Never tripped up Never switched up Never gave up Get my money up I’m making bills, doing what I love Hitting my phone up Like you was in love Baby I know it was the drugs Yk mb that’s all it was You was never mine Just a dick on the side A couple white line It was always the drugs You was never my buzz Never my love Never mine Baby I had options Nigga you was an option Kept it cool to the end Let you hit before I left Hit the road and now you’re calling Guess I’m you’re only option Baby I had options You was an option