No Option (feat. Kevin Gates)

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