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Just left the city jail
Just posted bail
And I aint going back fam 
Nah aint no way in hell
Omw back to the trap
Bout to go get me a pack 
Seen this whore made a detour 
And got some kitty kat
I pulled up to my nigga spot 
Like ayo fam gimme that 
He fronted me some work 
We blew some purp 
And I left with a strap
Im on a money route
My baby Momma don't know im out 
So I got some time to grizzy grind
Before she starts bugging out 
Cash flow what im bout 
Big numbers exact amounts 
Im bout that guap shit 
All that hot shit count me out 
Tryna get my money right 
So I can take a flight 
Disapear 
You know get the f*ck away from here
Cause my lawyer talking bad 
I got time over my head 
And besides that 
My case is getting looked at by the FEDS
Trunk full of that cain 
Riding dirty with the thang 
Aint this a bitch 
K9s just hopped in my lane

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The whip stolen
Pac bumping 
Picture me rolling 
So you know my situation fam 
Im bout to try and smoke em
So I pull off to the shoulder 
Make him think its all over 
Then soon as he approach 
Imma stomp it to the floor
Ready set Go
Watch I get Ghost 
Tires squeal 
Kicking gravel all on his windshield 
Now it on 
Bitch im gone 
This a high speed chase 
Shouldve seen the expression on the POLICE face
Sparked me a stray 
Got my seatbealt fastened 
Weaving like a basket 
Through all  this traffic 
Found an off ramp 
Fishtailed 
Then I got it back 
Had to yank the Ebrake 
Almost hit a cadillac
Kept it moving tho
Im evading and illuding 
Shit im something like a pro Yeen know that's for sure
The I hit a dead End 
Like what do I do NOW
They saying get down on the ground 
Im thinking 
Feet don't fail me now

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That's whats running through my head 
As I left the whip and fled
I aint going back jack 
Tired of sleeping on that rack 
Waiting on mail
While niggas set sail 
And im luck up in a cell 
Aman made hell
Tryna call home 
But aint no money on the phone 
See people start acting funny 
They don't know you when you gone
So jails a place that 
I aint tryna be 
Rather spread my wings on the streets and be free
So im sprinting jumping fences
Making moves 
I aint got nothing to lose 
Running from a life sentence 
Shit they gone have to caqtch me 
And it aint gone be easy 
Im gone with the wind
Sum like the breeze be 
Cut through the bushes
Think a nose neighbor seen 
Me Hit the jects 
Duck off with one of my breezies 
Note even ten minutes fast 
We sitting watching TV 
I hear a knock at the door 
Damn there goes the DTs

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