Option, options, damn I got them options
Fifty million, hunnid' million, living like a boss shit
Catch me in the crowd smoking loud up in the mosh pits
Screaming obnoxious, til I'm fucking nauseous
I be going crazy til I'm motherfuckin' dead
I got angels on my shoulders with the devil in my head
I don't know where I'm going but I know where I've been
You can find me in the future where my money never ends
Oh no, no, don't you understand that I've been going round this road
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Don't you understand that I've lost time and I can't lose more
No-oh-oh-oh
All I got is money on my mind
So just miss me with these motherfuckin' fifty million problems
Every single day I wake up and I try to solve them
Dreaming of a future with some motherfuckin' options