Dear Mama, if some people came by the house 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 what say I done Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I a lawyer This named Netoia, say they lookin' for ya Got to get the fuck out of here, yeah This bitch the lights, nigga, spend the night
Bust a quick nut, got to up and gat on this the same street I got shot on So God Don Polla, double S I gotta holla I'm smokin' on double breath
Freakin', be leakin', information Got the feds seekin', Niggaz say my name popped up, hop up close the shop up, they try to stop 'em
My flow leave me asshole neck it 'Gone in seconds', burn all records Nigga gettin' skinny dinnies Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla
Listen, feds fishin' for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I pick locks Or spend the rest of my life in a bath
It's so hard to get a without a credit card It's so hard not to let 'em know you are Tried to get a rented car, he laughed when I showed him cash Had to mash 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 page, same height, same age
Rap gage, put it the G-way Got my hostage suckin' on the freeway She say, "Let's hear the K" Ran inside and the niggaz all pay
It's I hit the Lotto outside Colorado it there for his wallet and my bottle That's my motto and I gotta ya Before I'm through, I'm going to California
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for this I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight 'em, 'em, ditch 'em I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks Or the rest of my life in a shit bath
My Utah to Illinois Set the poise, so I can All states, can't wait till I'm back on my feet Switch and shake bitch in her sleep
Low key, you can't see me I'm up in D.C. with strike number Clownin', made a little stock to get a cock Now I got niggaz and lootin' rock
I'm going back to Cali it's bound with my strikes Don't give a fuck who's on the or the mic I should've known when I seen motherfucker in the lobby like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no hetero sexual, intellectual Tried to turn me a vegetable An I'm 'a sue all black and When I come to cuff
Big bus, scandalous they can't stand us They get excited and I try to it I'm going back to for show, extradited
my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I I didn't do what they say I done Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run I swear I didn't do what say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition I'm on a mission, 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick Or spend the rest of my in a shit bath
Hey mama, when y'all send you can't send a Polaroid got to be the regular pictures An' they got us in here puttin' in chips or something I don't know, like they playin' with us, it's a game It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama, my life