Featuring: Sheck Wes
Producer: Redda
[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
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