Not a Option

Young Moe

Not a Option lyrics Young Moe: Came from public housin’  We was trapping’ with no AC I done beat the block so much They think I signed with Tay Keith Bouncin’ like a trampoline But you ain’t catchin’ no bodies Got a problem with me Please don’t let nobody know bout it I don’t like to beat around the bush I like to lay in ‘em Left the stick at home and brought the Smiff He thought a K hit him I ain’t bring my gun for recreation Please don’t play with him We treat all our choppers like roommates Man them hoes stay with us Id forget my bitch for suckin’ dick Before I trust someone that switched sides Talkin’ bout he beatin all them cases That boy 6 9 I brought all the plugs into my city I give rich vibes Even if they sell that shit for cheaper They gon’ pick mine Never had to fuck with pussy niggas I don’t dick ride Playground make me swing round this bitch And make my clique slide Please don’t come and look for sympathy Cuz we show no kind HBO my niggas Beg to call ‘em when its Showtime Movin’ through the trenches Cut the grass and seen a python Heater on my side But I’m in here with all my ice on I been stackin’ up so much Got paper I could write on Nigga play with me I get ‘em hit before the night gone I don’t trust nobody so I keep one in the noggin Game full of watered down niggas but I’m solid I ain’t into hatin’ Never watchin’ niggas pockets Ima just go get it Being broke is not a option Chris Bo: Bitch I’m in the field They say the south like an arena That nigga got subpoenaed Think he singin’ like Selena Spin and wet the surface up We pullin’ hurricane Katrina’s Thumbin’ through that paper  That shit thicker than Serena Ridin’ presidential I can’t see you in these Tom Fords Had to cut the grass I used that Draco like a lawnmower Clappin’ like an encore I shoot it til my arm sore Steppin’ on they necks Left all this blood all on my concords He tried to finesse But I’m so blessed that I control the game Lost so many niggas that I’m numb My heart got novocaine You can say whatever But we both know that you not a G She jumped in the Benz And tried to suck my life up outta me I can’t sugar coat it I’m a plain vet When it come to steppin’ on them niggas I’m the main threat Standing on the front And ain’t nobody snatch my chain yet Ain’t no movin’ how I’m moving’ Tell ‘em ain’t no lane left Young Moe: Movin’ through the trenches Cut the grass and seen a python Heater on my side But I’m in here with all my ice on I been stackin’ up so much Got paper I could write on Nigga play with me I get ‘em hit before the night gone I don’t trust nobody so I keep one in the noggin Game full of watered down niggas but I’m solid I ain’t into hatin’ Never watchin’ niggas pockets Ima just go get it Being broke is not a option

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