Lyrics

There's no other option but to run this money up,
There no other option but to help your family bruh, (2x)
If you’re satisfied,
Being broke,
That’s sad,
Cause I can not go,
I’ve been gone for way to long,
I’ve slacked,
Been down,
Lost confidence,
Now I’m back writing these songs,
Why can’t we all just get along,
Make money,
And forever live on,
This time,
I gotta to stay strong,
Fell down,
A few times,
Silently was on the grind,
Clouds may have,
Blocked the view,
But somehow I still shined,
Kept these Ryhmes,
In a lock box,
I’m goin’ for the top spot,
You’re the realist,
If you’re been there with me,
During a hot box,
Cause I only chill with a few,
There’s no other person that
Has your back,
More than you,
So you know what that means,
Just worry about you,
And,
Don’t trip on the little things,
Soon you’ll have everything
There’s no option,
But to do everything I can,
Provide for the fam,
Working so much,
It seems like I got 4 hands,
There’s no option but to do,
What I gotta do
That’s keep to stacking,
Keep hustlin,
& Keep grindin,
While,
Holding down the crew,
I apologize,
For every time I’d hesitate,
Now I realized,
It’s now or never,
As I hop in my spaceship
There’s money to make,
Have to live life,
To the fullest,
While I’m here,
Have no fear,
I wouldn’t have it,
Any other way
It’s my day,
Let me stack,
That cake,
While the still fires lit,
When this song
Comes on,
I’m sure,
You’ll know,
Who’s,
This is,
It’s young Rango,
Turnin up,
In the back,
With the bro’s,
Sticking together,
Like Maple,
Syrup,
I’m sure,
Of,
You see us,
Live,
You’ll go nuts,
Been on this since,
Waves,
Ashy hands
& low chucks
Not stopping any time now,
Or anytime soon,
What you heard,
Is that fire bird,
I’ll Make that bitch go zoom,
Chiefed out another spot,
Bought another safe,
To keep the guap,
Remember days,
I couldn’t even shop,
Had to invest,
To invest,
Got in the mix,
Like Chex,
Leaving a trail to follow,
Told big bro you don’t need the hallos,
With that,
You don’t know if you’ll see tomorrow,
Then the money won’t be comin in,
Lookin stuck,
Like chuck,
With Only a wood,
And no bucks,
Can’t go for that,
Rockin,
This cookie shirt,
Like it’s mine
Got ahead,
I was way behind,
Those time,
I had to wait in line,
Shiiit,
Now it’s finally my time
It’s finally my time!
Written by: Melvin Hanger
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