Sam1kayy - Warrant For My Arrest

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I need this shit to pop
On god I need this shit to go boy
Niggas know better than me
Think they do
They got a warrant for my arrest
But I ain't going out
I told my P.O. don't Be coming to my mama house
I hit up Lil Tae
I told him bih let's get on route
I hit up Ken whenever
My smokers say she need some flock
My cameraman he got his cannon
And he got a Glock
In the penthouse looking down
I feel like a hawk
When they come into your house
They won't even knock
I want to feed my family tree
The way I fed the block
When I'm sliding with you don't be making extra stops
I filled the yoda in the bottle I need an extra sock
I seen my dawg laying on the ground before they got the chalk
I'm treating this rap like it's a botte I need this shit to pop
My brother jumped up off the porch when I was only seven
Picking me up from school in his Taurus felt like a McLaren
They goin take you for a sucker don't be out here begging
And i don't be shocked at all when all you niggas go to telling
These niggas gunnatello I'm not your average fellow
My dawg he wrecked his maro and got another maro
I got my heart broke they hit me with a bow and arrow
I got a black bitch I got another hoe who yellow
I can't find no peace so I just stop looking
I ain't ducking beef but I wish I could dodge booking
It's goin fall in place I gotta keep pushing
My dawg ain't got no soul no more because the streets took it
They got a warrant for my arrest
But I ain't going out
I told my P.O. don't Be coming to my mama house
I hit up Lil Tae
I told him bih let's get on route
I hit up Ken whenever
My smokers say she need some flock
My cameraman he got his cannon
And he got a Glock
In the penthouse looking down
I feel like a hawk
When they come into your house
They wont even knock
I want to feed my family tree
The way I fed the block
I gotta move light but I'm dark skinned
Them crackers had me boxed in,
I'm a boss I feel like Ross
This money can't turn me flaw
That yoda locked his jaw
They ain't wanna pass the ball
I done tripled up no cross
I spray Da world with zauce
My hood on fire it's like they hit the dale with a Molotov
I'm stepping down you bound to see a bug whenever they crawl
The hood it had me slowing down I found my purpose
Before they try to put me in the ground I hope it's worth it
I can't find no peace so I just stop looking
I ain't ducking beef but I wish I could dodge booking
It's goin fall in place I gotta keep pushing
My dog ain't got no soul no more because the streets took it
They got a warrant for my arrest
But I ain't going out
I told my P.O. don't Be coming to my mama house
I hit up Lil Tae
I told him bih let's get on route
I hit up Ken whenever
My smokers say she need some flock
My cameraman he got his cannon
And he got a Glock
In the penthouse looking down
I feel like a hawk
When they come into your house
They won't even knock
I want to feed my family tree
The way I fed the block

Written by:
Samuel Jules

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