Текст песни Gossip - Gabriel Tyler

I feel like I'm running options
They want me to come through get shit popping
Go behind my back straight gossip, yeah
Straight gossip yeah, yeah, yeah
All the fake love I don't really need that
Said I hate you I don't really mean that
Want a real man
I could be that
I know I hurt you
I can see that

Sometimes, I get so irrational
Oh, I have so much passion though
I want what's best for both of us
I guess that's why I'm choking up
Let's smoke
Got straight gas from the west coast
Girl, you know I roll like a professional
I could blow a whole bag don't stress it though, yeah
I got to take time for myself
Stuck inside my shell
Can't fuck with no one else, yeah

I feel like I'm running options
They want me to come through get shit popping
Go behind my back straight gossip, yeah
Straight gossip yeah, yeah, yeah
All the fake love I don't really need that
Said I hate you I don't really mean that
Want a real man
I could be that
I know I hurt you
I can see that

My eyes dilate when you come my way
Flights to LA, smoke down the highway
This my life so I live it my way
Stand on top of everything I say, yeah
Then they want to push me to the brink
Trust me dog I don't even drink
Still turn this bitch up, fuck you mean
Imma get this bag by any means
I don't think you understand what it means
To give everything up for a dream
Give everything up for a dream

I feel like I'm running options
They want me to come through get shit popping
Go behind my back straight gossip, yeah
Straight gossip yeah, yeah, yeah
All the fake love I don't really need that
Said I hate you I don't really mean that
Want a real man
I could be that
I know I hurt you
I can see that