Dear Mama, if some people came by the house for me I'm of anything they say I done Now I don't know when I'll be to write you again But I will be back to to see you Your son,
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I swear I didn't do they say I done my hand 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, right bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the night
Bust a nut, got to fuck up and gat on 'Cos this the same street I got on So God Don Polla, double S I gotta 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath
Freakin', niggaz be leakin', Got the seekin', incarceration Niggaz say my name up, bitch hop up Nigga close the shop up, try to stop 'em
My flow leave me asshole neck it 'Gone in sixty seconds', burn all Nigga gettin' eating dinnies Count my pennies, got a bag fulla twenties
Listen, these feds fishin' for this I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks Or the rest of my life in a shits bath
so hard to get a room without a credit card It's so not to let 'em know where you are Tried to get a rented car, he laughed when I showed him cash Had to mash 'fore he 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 down the Got my hostage suckin' on the freeway She say, "Let's hear the K" Ran inside and made the all pay
It's I hit the Lotto outside Colorado Brought it there for his wallet and my That's my motto and I warn ya Before I'm through, I'm back to California
Keep my 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 'cos got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Listen, feds fishin' for this extradition I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks Or the rest of my life in a shit bath
My Utah to Illinois Set the poise, so I can All fifty states, can't 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', a little stock to get a little cock Now I got bangin' and lootin' rock
I'm going back to where it's bound with my strikes Don't give a who's on the marin or the mic I should've known when I that motherfucker in the lobby like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no hetero sexual, intellectual Tried to turn me into a An I'm 'a sue all black and I come to hand cuff
Big bus, scandalous 'Cos they stand us They get excited and I try to it I'm going back to Cali for show,
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do they say I done
Listen, these feds for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, 'em I gotta rocks, I can't pick locks Or spend the of my life in a shit 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 chips or something I don't know, like playin' with us, it's like a game It nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my life