Текст песни Weigh My Options - Zoc

Its Zoc

Cut off my bitch, Cut off my day one, Put it in a song
Knowing I chose right, So they got left, Shit I'm still feeling wrong
Just like a blunt, I had to face it, I'm like damn I'm numb
My heart so vacant, switched locations, I'm never home
How do I feel, I conceal it
Dodging all my feelings
Running through these bitches
Running through these beats
Tryna touch a million
Slaying all my demons
I just made a killing

I just lost my job, hit the booth
They like what's ya options
I'm like what you mean? I'm in the booth
They want me in college
Rapper ain't a plan or a back up
They want me a scholar
I can't get in debt, fuck a fafsa
They just want my dollar
I can't blame my momma them
Nah
They just wanna see me go
Far
But I got options
Finna pave a way then walk it
Nowadays I do less talking
Fuck them niggas, they was jocking
How do I conceal another heartbreak
Let me down
Them niggas got me throwed off
Lost and found
I can't find my feelings
No new niggas round
P.S to myself
Weigh ya options

Cut off my bitch, Cut off my day one, Put it in a song
Knowing I chose right, So they got left, Shit I'm still feeling wrong
Just like a blunt, I had to face it, I'm like damn I'm numb
My heart so vacant, switched locations, I'm never home
How do I feel, I conceal it
Dodging all my feelings
Running through these bitches
Running through these beats
Tryna touch a million
Slaying all my demons
I just made a killing

Ghosted on the internet i'm feeling fresh I detoxed
Had to change my image but my vision blocked by these locs
Tie em up with rubber band i'm on it I can't be stopped
Nigga sneak dissing he dropped a song and boy did he flop
My mom say bite ya tongue, i'm like "uh uh" these niggas really tripping
Word is opps got guns, think they the ones I'm like they really bitches
Sakeenah oldest son, when I get on I'm bringing back them riches
Money getting long and way too heavy, can't hold up my britches