K. O-Ken - Smooth Pursuit

Knife pressed on his neck and gun pointed at the chest
Chose the wrong day not to wear his vest

Blood spill influenced by booze and x pills
Reminiscing on life while head pressured by steel

This the moment he questioned if god was real
Slick talking in prayer tryna cut a deal

Promising sobriety and not to fornicate
Same speech you gave when your girl was two weeks late

Try to buy a ticket to heaven with that offering plate
Seem like death can make you regret all your mistakes

Might even quit the drug game and start off clean
Shortly after his prayers was answered when cops hit the scene

To them they only saw a transaction between a dopeman and a fiend
Gun pointed at both "what you selling boy ,molly,weed, or lean?"

Dopeman thinking damn how could this happen to me
Just got out the pen now he had to fight again to be free

Two shots pop off ran to the car to hit the dash
Red and yellow painted mustang riding in that flash

Cops riding behind him he searching for a gun
Swerving in the wrong lane vision blocked by the sun

Only found a firecracker he felt like he was done
Threw it out the window scared 5 0 with the hit and run

Passing stop lights swerving in the secret cut
Left the car 10 miles away he wasn't gonna test his luck

Waited two weeks to be clear then called the plug to re up
Dopeman felt clean so he didn't give a fuck

Set up the pick up at the liquor store parking lot
Riding in a rental since his old car was too hot

His gut yelling at him that this shit was too sketchy
10 millimeter under the dashboard he was too ready

Roll up that sour diesel to relax his nerves
he noticed a op posting by the curb

Felt like it was a set up so he shift the car to reverse
Drove over the concrete pavement dropped the blunt on his shirt

Saw a nigga run up on him with a burst
Pulled out the ten he wasn't gonna die first

Dopeman pulled the trigger to let the bullets loose
But he didn't see the niggas riding in a blue cruise

Bullets flying everywhere didn't have room to shoot
Then he saw a firecracker sitting by his shoe

Worked first time so maybe he up for two
Op walk to the window backed up by his crew

Saw a free shot they knew what to do
Dopeman sat up and felt like he was through

Written by:
Kendell Edwards

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