No Option

Know what I've been going through lately? Sometimes I, I get depressed, I might overeat or I might not eat Sometimes I get to buying shit that I don't even need Clothes that I'm never gon' wear I get to entertaining old relationships and shit Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out, I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out, I had no option Lock me up, throw away the key They don't care about a nigga like me so I Stack it up, I got this shit poppin' Had to make it out, I had no option I had just finished a prison stench Without the presumption of innocence The system don't look at me different When I'm only trying to do something legitimate My children been mad at they mothers Like, "When is our daddy coming home?" We video visit on FaceTime but they like a thousand miles away Christian Louboutin, I got my spikes on now Fall off in the morning, look like Girls Gone Wild I'm in Chiraq and you know how I'm livin' I'm warning 'em in, it's a dangerous city I'm still tryna see where the fuck I fit in When all that I did was get caught with a pistol Chief of parole was a black man Or, in better words, another nigga You know you lied on me on the stand I'm still tryna see what I did Went to trial in federal court Knowing I was gon' lose Even when the verdict got rendered I'll still be a bread winner Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out, I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out, I had no option Lock me up, throw away the key They don't care about a nigga like me so I Stack it up, I got this shit poppin' Had to make it out, I had no option I thought when I got out of jail in Florida I wouldn't sit in a cell again Broke the lil' promise I made to my daughter That I wouldn't put her through hell again The man in the mirror look at me and whispered "You gotta get better control of your businesses Quit being stubborn whenever you suffer The people that suffer the most are your children" Flew her in from Houston, got my ice on now Lick on her lil' body 'til the lights go out A bit of a circumstance, in my section I'm labeled a shooter People that don't even know me So how in the fuck they controlling my future? All of the people who matter be smilin' I know that they proud of me Holdin' it down up the road in the pen Everybody that doubted me Flew baby in from Houston, got my ice on now Lick on her lil' body 'til the lights go out Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out, I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out, I had no option Lock me up, throw away the key They don't care about a nigga like me so I Stack it up, I got this shit poppin' Had to make it out, I had no option (yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Til the lights go down You know sometimes I I-I-I get-I get depressed, you know, and I can't move, and I I might get on Instagram and slide in The DM of a bitch that I used to fuck with And I fly baby in from Houston, got my ice on now Lick on her lil' body 'til the lights go down 'Til the lights go down, oh Raw! Keep that