Yeah
Let this beat ride

Uh, uh
Options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Options, when I swerve both sides of the interstate
Light up the spliff n’ pray
Higher than the prison rates
Cynics let their insults fire but they ricochet
Silence put ‘em in their place
I can see it on their face
Lyrical miracles, when I rhyme it’s a different pace
Lines is laced up: 23 with no pay stub
But I’m playing every game like the finals
Could lay up or I could shoot for three and drain ‘em
Man I guess you could say I got

Options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Uh
Fuck the nicotine and narcotics
I know I’m better without it
Except the green so exotic
Light up and write up this project
Deposit rhymes all the time when I’m faded
No foggy mind though, I see the signs glow, they saying “It’s prophesized”
So I’m finna rise to the greatest
Lines on the pages, finest flows I’m laying
It’s my stories painted on this audio canvas
Metaphors deeper than Mariana’s
Lemme know when you can understand 

That I, uh, got options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Options, options, everybody watching
Bought a Benz, hop in, we precede with caution
Toxins, toxins, fading out my conscience
Lost in nonsense, man a brother’s boxed in

Uh
Uh
Man a brother’s boxed in
Uh
Yeah
Man a brother boxed in
But I’m a fuckin’ locksmith
Like Houdini, can’t see me deceiving from my cockpit
Mastermind this project, flowing so exotic
And when it’s done, take a trip through memory lane like Nas did

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Na-Now let me take a trip down memory lane

I got rhymes 365 days annual, plus some
Hustling’ to bust ‘em, no need for discussion now

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Na-Now let me take a trip down memory lane

Uh, uh, It’s like that y’all
It’s like that
When I’m spittin’ my raps taller than the stacks

My bars piling higher than them multi-storey jail cells
Tales tell of my coming glory
Y’all would trade your commissary for my inventory
This future’s in my bloodline, ain’t no need for Maury
Imma father this dream from here to providence
Profitless right now but that don’t matter for my dominance
Use some common sense: hear that confidence?
Notice how the depth of my flows is bottomless?
I suggest that you set an alarm and stop sleeping on the obvious:
I’m ahead of my time like CD’s to a floppy disk
I’m fresh off the lot, my competition ride jalopy whips
I flow out the box, while my rivals merely copy it
Uh
This dedication now can never be drained
Forever remains up in my brain, the energy gains
The enthalpy flames
Can’t you tell I expertly made every flow
And when I blow I’ll trip through memory lane

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Na-Now let me take a trip down memory lane

I got rhymes 365 days annual, plus some
Hustling’ to bust ‘em, no need for discussion now

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Na-Now let me take a trip down memory lane

Uh, uh, It’s like that y’all
It’s like that
When I’m spittin’ my raps taller than the stacks

Uh, uh, It’s like that y’all
It’s like that
When I’m spittin’ my raps taller than the stacks