Lyrics
We gone go all the way thru on this bitch
Moving faster than intended
They trynna book me on conspiracy like I'm possessing with intentions
Only thought was for to feed my son
And change the way we living
Where I'm at I gotta keep my gun
They gone take it if it's with me
I had just thought about Ken wish he was with me
But he in a whole nother city
On sum charges I can't mention
Now the Sargent in my bidness
Question the car that I was whipping
How I bought it know I did it
Now I'm dressing down in orange head to the back top bunk I'm chilling
Get the judge to set my bond 400 blues they want a percentage
For a while been on the run stuck on a charge they ain't dismissing
Them bitches lied on me I ain't going you coulda just used the warrant shit against me
Like how you smell some that he didn't
You tried to use that as permission or to lock me down in detention
Know the streets hot , when they buzzed the gate that go to detox when it hit me
Like I might be here for a minute
I jump right back in the streets talk to Mike Will can't talk to many
I take heed to what he speak God want me to chill and for to listen
He say "For so long been on yo feet plus you in beef they want a killing"
But tell the truth I don't know how to do shit different
Give these niggas every shirt from off my back just for em to act like they couldn't fit it
Ima put you first you put me last you coulda met me half in the middle
And these percs be on my ass but I can't feel a half I don't split em
They can't tell he feeling bad cause they don't get him
Ohhh
Look , put my hurt on instrumentals
I've been hurt but I ain't crippled
They trynna label me a member
But I ain't
Tell 'em Flawless ain't no gang
Moving faster than intended
They trynna book me on conspiracy like I'm possessing with intentions
Only thought was for to feed my son
And change the way we living
Where I'm at I gotta keep my gun