Tahmond - Got Away

Had the helicopter on my whip but then I got away
Beamer, Benz, and Charger sports mode cause we all trying to race
Police bust a U we peeling out we ain't got time today
Turned the corner to some other cops and then I hit the brakes
Sticking to the code if I get booked
I plead my innocence and then they let me off the hook
I hit the road again and shake and bake until he shook
In the safe I look and stack this money like some books I'm finna cook
Go grab a plate or niggas finna take your meal
It's eat or you get ate up in this bitch this shit get real
If you ain't got no cake up in your wallet how it feel?
You better hit the field and show a nigga what's the deal
You just told me that your arch is crazy why I make you hunch?
Dick got her feeling overjoyed like why you make me lunch?
Hit him once he started balling up why he can't take a punch?
Get my pockets up it ain't enough I'm trying to make a bunch
When I was thirteen I had mossed the star player like I'm Allen Lazard
Fourteen I started flipping hoes like I then worked for Brazzerz
Fifteen I jumped up off the porch was getting money faster
Sixteen was riding in the Porsche and serving wax batter
Seventeen I hopped up in the booth so I can make a banger
Eighteen I watched my niggas go from homie to a stranger
Nineteen was strapped up in the party like I am the danger
Twenty I take care of my bitch cause money wouldn't change her
Had the helicopter on my whip but then I got away
Beamer, Benz, and Charger sports mode cause we all trying to race
Police bust a U we peeling out we ain't got time today
Turned the corner to some other cops and then I hit the brakes

Written by:
Aaron Howard

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