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No Option Lyrics - My Own Lane - Kid Ink

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I take a look around ain't nothing brand new 

But the brand ain't clothes and a couple tattoos 

City going nuts like a fucking cashew 

I'm the man in my city, don't get it confused 

LA every day, west side, deuce deuce, never heard soo wu 

What side do you choose? 

Green in my eyes, red fire in my lungs 

These diamonds blue don't hold your tongue 

You can suck this dick, got an issue hit her 

Shots fired, crystal spit up before your name, do you remember? 

And what it's gonna say when I'm through with youu nigga 

I don't hold no grudge, just hold my nuts 

Made it the game, put a hole in ya tux 

Oohhh kill em 

Ho don't fuck, all she say nigga, ho don't fuck 

Middle fingers stuck to the world on edge 

Might jump but a nigga can't feel my legs 

I'm high on the moon tryna plant my flag, for the team got a dream but I ain't slept yet 

All you niggas robots, got a fat ass blunt I'ma role model 

I don't need no co-op, goin for the win it's no option 

 

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Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! Look around, it's no option! 

Yeah! Tell me what you know 'bout it 

 

Light work, this a free throw doe 

I blow strong, nigga strong arm ... doe 

I got the ice tea range and the beat coco 

I say, ice TTV and coco, that's coco like cocaine nigga be snow though 

Drop the ice in the pot and whip three more doe 

Know a chick named Sheneneh that move a lot of yay yay 

To say a girlfriend get the key low low 

I might have dropped outta college, but I mastered cash 

I get the old school scratch grand master flash 

You looking like Chris Cross with a bag of hash 

Because you must be high with you backwards ass, ballin' 

Niggas workin' at Walmart, where they play at 

Turn em into a Target when I show then where the K at 

Say Jack, I'm wheelin' in the fortune, lay back 

Rain like April, but I might bring may back, or my back 

Cause my neck and my back aching 

My mack and my tack for my slab of bacon 

The back and I here made it, I made em take it 

I innovated, I made em state it when they debate it 

I'm checking niggas my nigga who play make it take it 

They just faking, I take it say they I wouldn't make it 

Damn Ink, what these niggas ain't learned it before 

I make home look good like the furniture store, King! 

 

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Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! Look around, it's no option! 

Yeah! Tell me what you know 'bout it 

 

I'm about a hundred is a hundred could be 

Cause my whole motherfucking ghetto coming with me 

I'm a king so my thousand dollar sneakers on the gas of the phantom 

Means these rose petals under my feet 

Yes Lord, yes Lord, get stepped on nigga, step off 

Cause asking if there's a nigga better than me 

That's just gon get you crickets, you might as well buy a pet frog 

Hold up, I said look you whylin', rookie stop it 

If we was in school I woulda shook ya pocket 

Took your wallet, your girl say the dick game money 

She just want me to hold the pussy hostage 

I drop the top down, look it's ostrich 

My links is juicy like I'm cooking sausage 

I threw the wheels on, lift the ass up 

Look like I got the Chevy pussy poppin, King! 

 

Sitting leaning back and my seat feel fifteen feet high over ya reach, roll up 

Downtown nigga hood gonna speed check your IG, that OG 

Before for my name is stuffed inside of a swisher 

Switching lane no sign of slipping 

Killing the strip no sign of a siren 

Sipping straight, stop chasing my high man 

I can't lose nigga too unlikely 

Ain't no tie when I lace my Nike's 

Nightly money sleep on the nightstand next to the bible 

Holy, oh man, I am more than a man and a monster 

Me and the mafia fuck your squad drink 

Kid Ink King Los, they don't want problems 

But you leave us no option 

 

Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! It's no option 

Yeah! Look around, it's no option! 

Yeah! Tell me what you know 'bout it 

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