[Intro]
Yeah, Tommy
This song started out as like, I don't know
(Ayy, Ross, sauce it up!)
Two years I been on so many (?) shit
Fuck a broke hoe, I think I want a rich bitch
Roley on my wrist like a fit bit

[Chorus]
Lately, been feeling like a option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, money, liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like a object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I go deep, in my thoughts when I'm sauced yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey

[Verse 1]
Did me dirty, 'cause I ain't really hot now
Give me a second, I'll be riding with the top down
Just had a dream that you cried when I walked out
I was broke and n***as ask me for guap now
What's a king to a god how I feel like
Yeah small, have a feeling I don't feel right
But I've been dealing with a lot of real life shit
But I ain't really happy like real happy like for really though
Like when I smoked a blunt for the first where that feeling go?
I'm not the one to ask, 'cause really, I don't really know
Made a promise to myself that imma stack it to the ceiling though
[Chorus]
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, money, liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I go deep, in my thoughts when I'm sauced yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey

[Verse 2]
Money cool, but I need someone to talk with
Designer jeans so I ain't tryna wash it
Yeah yeah, 'cause it might shrink
Music is my therapy this my shrink
Don't talk a lot nobody care what I think
Getting faded by my lonely turn to my thing
Started out when I was young my mama said like why you hiding?
Diamonds forming pressure now the boy is shining
I trust god, and the timing

[Chorus]
Lately, been feeling like an option
Couple milly in this city, still don't got friends
I lost my self in the process
Chasing pussy, money, liquor like a job yeah
I treated family like an object
Ego is a bitch I'm sorry we don't talk yeah
I go deep, in my thoughts when I'm sauced yeah
Bet you wonderin' why I don't really talk ey