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No Other Option Lyrics by T-DOT

2018

[Chorus: T.Dot]
Now what I'll tell ya’ll, young mixed nigga tryna' ball
Like Lonzo Ball
Spend it at the mall (at the mall)
[?] comin' like all them hallow tips gon’ make him fall
Straight up nigga, like a wall
Big flex, no John Wall
Dishin' out shit like I'm Chris Paul
[Verse 1: T.Dot]
And I do this shit everyday
Smokin' on that reggie, hell nah
I'm smoking on that thrax, and I'm in the fuckin' back of the back
[Verse 2: CP1]
Ain't never did no time, but my mind feels like I did life
I ain’t got nothin’ left
[?] no regrets, drunk up smokin' cigarettes
Got me thinkin’ some way
Sayin' I need to change my ways
Get out the gang and focus on the fuckin' fame (on the fame)
Nah fuck the fame, It's the passion for the game (for the game)
Pushes me to the [?], want my words to be heard
[?] high like a bird, Rockstar life, that’s a blur
[?] from night to night
Feels like I'm in a fight, I'm in that mental prison
No one will help or listen (no one will listen)
So I'm goin' through hell, makin' deals with the Devil himself (yup)
Askin' "why the fuck did I sit in that cell?" (why? double money)
[Chorus: T.Dot]
Now what I tell ya'll, young mixed nigga tryna' ball
Like I'm Lonzo Ball, spend it at the mall (bop bop)
[?] comin' like all them hallow tips gon' make him fall (fall)
Straight up nigga, like a wall
Big flex, no John Wall
Dishin' out shit like I'm Chris Paul (Chris Paul)
[Verse 3: T.Dot]
Spend it at the mall
And I'm fuckin' ballin'
Had no other option (true)
Now I'm Milly Rockin'
Off the molly, bitch I'm poppin' (poppin' poppin')
Your bitch drives a Maxima
Back and forth like It's natural
I'm missin' my [?] on my sweater
Big boss, I'm changin' the weather
I'm light like a feather
I'm punchin' it out, Mayweather
[?] young nigga reppin'
Bullets make em' dead, so two steppin'
But, bitch I'm sippin'
No legal money, but I ain't pimpin'
Hard like a crack in the pavement
RIP for our gone, still prayin' (RIP)
Your boy snitchin' so, what he sayin'?
Leveled up quick (I did), I'm super Saiyan
RIP to my pops, sittin' up top, holding on my spot
Nigga used to keep that Glock
[?] fuck a nine to five, rather grip the nine and five
Chillin' with my slime, and we gotta' slime
Don't buy no drank, if you can't drink it
I'm pourin' eighth's to the face, pray to God it ain't laced (laced)
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