Never Had an Option

[Chorus: Sheck Wes] I ain't really have no options I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood, nigga I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Real hood baby, I'm a real hood baby Real hood baby, I ain't have no options [Verse 1: Sheck Wes] Life shit crazy, everything I wanted, got it Got PTSD, cause my niggas love violence Smoking that weed make me forget all my problems We on the pills, cause the homies got trauma Cut off my bitch, ho wasn't moving proper I'm still in the hood, but I feel like niggas plottin' Rags to these riches, a lot of niggas watching No bag for these bitches, but I share them with my mama Cause one in the head, if a nigga start wilding I love when you give me head, mean you give me drama You want a nigga bread, I can't give you hoes a dollar Thousand fashion nova post, can't get a hundred thousand I was in the projects, cold water for a shower You was in private school, with the lawyers and the doctors I'm like Michael Myers niggas (Al Sharpton) Real hood baby, I'm a real hood baby Growing up on the hood I ain't got a lot of options [Chorus: Sheck Wes] I ain't really have no options I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood, nigga I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Real hood baby, I'm a real hood baby Real hood baby, I ain't have no options [?] [Verse 2: YRN Murk] The block, is hot Watch, for cops No need, for locks I got sticks, and Glocks Look at your partner, he told Old hundreds start to mold Watch the dope jump out the pot, stop claiming something you not The bullet gone hit him, his body gon' rot I'm at the top, you at the bottom Baby, fucking a model I got sticks that gon clear out the whole room Geeked off the shrooms I want the M's what's the next move Sweet lick we gon take that chance Imma send that bitch Twenty thousand that's all it costs when I send a hit I'm real Piru, you not legit Hellcat, widebody kit He got killed, he in the mix Fucking his bitch, that's some shit Hood baby got me a vest AK bout to deliver a mess Why hate when I got success? Spin your block, shoot up your nest Benjaman Franklin, I'm taking no less Sippin' codeine I need to go rest Locked up, selling the best [Chorus: Sheck Wes] I ain't really have no options I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood, nigga I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't really have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Grew up in the hood baby, I ain't have no options Real hood baby, I'm a real hood baby Real hood baby, I ain't have no options