Dear Mama, if some people by the house lookin' for me I'm of anything they say I done Now I don't know I'll be able to write you again But I will be back to to see you Your son,
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do they say I done Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I swear I didn't do what say I done
destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer This bitch Netoia, say they lookin' for ya Got to get the out of here, yeah right This bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the
a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on 'Cos this the same I got shot on So God Don Polla, double S I gotta holla 'cos I'm on double breath
Freakin', be leakin', information Got the feds seekin', Niggaz say my name up, bitch hop up close the shop up, they try to stop 'em
My cash flow leave me neck it in sixty seconds', burn all records Nigga gettin' skinny eating Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla
Listen, these feds fishin' for this I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, 'em I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks Or spend the rest of my life in a bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit It's so hard not to let 'em where you are Tried to get a rented car, he laughed when I showed him cash Had to 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe freakin' Hey bitch, why you the paper out her hand Am I the man on the front page, height, same age
Rap gage, put it the G-way Got my hostage sausage on the freeway She say, "Let's the circle K" Ran inside and made the all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Brought it there for his and my bottle my motto and I gotta warn ya Before I'm through, I'm going back to
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do what they say I Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Listen, these feds for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em I kick rocks, I can't pick locks Or spend the rest of my life in a bath
My boys Utah to Set the poise, so I can All states, can't wait till I'm back on my feet Switch and this bitch in her sleep
Low key, you feds see me I'm up in D.C. with strike three Clownin', made a little to get a little cock Now I got bangin' and lootin' rock
I'm going back to where it's bound with my strikes give a fuck who's on the marin or the mic I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no black hetero sexual, Tried to me into a vegetable An I'm 'a sue all black and When I come to cuff
Big gray bus, 'Cos they stand us They get and I try to fight it I'm going back to for show, extradited
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do what they say I my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Listen, these feds for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks Or spend the rest of my life in a bath
Hey mama, when y'all pictures you can't send a Polaroid They got to be the pictures An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or I don't know, like they playin' us, it's like a game It ain't nuttin' but a to them mama, it's my life