Lyrics

Intro (Pianos Looping, Violins Fading In, Saxophone Crying in the Back, 808s Rumble Like a Train Pulling Up)

(Kevin Gates-type deep, slow-talking, letting the weight of each word sit in the mix.)

"Ayy… You ever know somethin’ was yours… but not really yours?"
"I ain’t stressin’ it though… I got options."
(Beat kicks in: Drill hi-hats rolling, deep bass thudding, strings sweeping through the background like an old soul sample.)
Verse 1 (Slow, Heavy, Every Word Lands Like a Brick, Pain in the Voice but Confidence in the Delivery)

When panties dropping, pussy popping, there's a lot of bitches
I'm rolling, smoke some multi pills, and this pot, I'm sniffin’
Just so you know, girl, I got options, you are not convincing
Just keep it the real, keep it honest, and I’m rockin’ with you

(808s hit harder, violin stabs give the verse that old-school Chi-Town pain feel.)

Never lie, prolly tell, I’m rollin’ by, that look up in my eyes
Sippin’ on the potion ‘cause the liquor set the vibe
I could tell she want it by the way she walkin’ by
Captured in the moment, watch it swingin' side to side

(Beat slows for a second—then picks up, giving the words more space to breathe.)

(Kevin Gates-style deep grunt: "UHHHH!")
Pre-Chorus (Beat Drops Out, Acapella for a Few Bars, Letting It Breathe, Then Beat Comes Back Like a Thunderstorm)

"I see how you movin’ though… I see how you playin’ it."
"It’s cool though, we both know how this gon’ go."

(Beat slams back in HARD, deep sub-bass vibrating, pianos and saxophone echoing like streetlights at midnight.)
Hook (First Time, Hits Deep Like an Ultimatum, Kevin Gates Low Voice with Slight Raspy Sing-Song Flow)

Panties droppin', pussy poppin', that's a lot of bitches
I'm rollin’, smoke some off them pills, this pot, I'm sniffin’
Just so you know, girl, I got options, you are not convincing
Just keep it the real, keep it honest, and I’m rockin’ with you

(Saxophone solo plays behind the hook, making it feel like a moment of clarity before going back into the streets.)
Verse 2 (Lower, Slower, Like You Just Took a Pull of Something Strong, Letting the Pain Show Through the Flow)

That’s what I like, I might tell you crazy by the way I live my life
So you could be my baby, baby, be only for the night
She said that would be nice, ice a lot, smokin’ off the pills
And this pot, I’m sniffin', just so you know, girl, like our options real

(Beat pulls back slightly, pianos playing soft in the background, almost like you’re reminiscing mid-verse.)

(Kevin Gates-style mumbling, letting a few words drag on purpose, almost like talking to yourself mid-song.)
"Mmmm, yeah… I don’t even know how this night ‘bout to end though…"

(808s ROLL BACK IN, beat picks up, strings swelling like a wave crashing down.)
Bridge (Soft Female Whisper Vocals Come In, Lightly Harmonizing, Creating That Subtle Back-and-Forth Energy)

(Female voice, slightly mocking, teasing but seductive.)
"Oh, so you really think you got options like that?"
"Mmmhmm… you sa