Hahaha, yeah 

Super, this is super, yeah 



[Verse 1] 

A "100 Miles and Runnin" on the block cause I'm wanted 

The cops try to say I'm under arrest for nuttin 

Since I'm young and paid, drivin a big truck 

One of the main reasons they don't give a fuck 

When you got a warrant that's not good 

Dirty cops throw your hands on the hot hood 

Gettin frisked by the you know who 

Crooked ass detectives don't even have a clue 

When it's time to run, I jump gates, throw milk crates 

do whatever so I don't get shipped upstate 

First flat, already tryna bust caps 

Talkin about they tryin to get somebody's purse back 

They wanna see me under the precinct 

gettin disrepected, treated undecent 

That's why I bounce when they pass by 

Fuck that, I ain't goin out like the last guy 



[Chorus] 

It's a dirty game out there 

Crooked cops takin shots 

Snitches sayin names out there 

This ain't your block, I got dibs on that 

Run in cribs with kids and blow wigs back 

Police is grimy, lookin like "try me" 

Ready to lock me up, ridin by me 

I just put my game face on 

Five of us deep, all singin the same song 



[Verse 2] 

Yeah, put your hands up, y'all know what time it is 

We all going, whether the shit's mine or his 

Tryna catch a nigga six in the morning 

In my boxers, catch a nigga while he yawning (feet don't fail me now) 

I can't get locked up, there's no stash for the bail now 

So a nigga gotta change the routine, take a little trip OT 

Catch a new scene, playin big man games 

Get knocked said no names 

And I don't even sell dope or cocaine 

In the streets, my block's full of track stars 

Everybody tryna look like some rap star 

For every dirty cop there's another block 

full of hard rocks 'bout to get got 

DT's when they pass us, they harass us 

I gotta rock a vest, cause they even blast us 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3] 

They never seen me comin 

Jumpin over they car, like that badge don't mean nothin 

My third strike, see me on a dirt bike 

All they know is that he's black and his shirt's white 

I have no regards for authority 

all I know is that I'm gettin money and have more to feed 

When they start with that "come out with your hands up" 

Talkin 'bout "put his ass in handcuffs" 

I'm a hit the back streets, throw the heat in my man's jeep 

While it movin and stack heat 

I can't sleep cause I'm p-noid 

Always lookin out for unmarked cars and decoys 

It's a jungle so I got a good lawyer 

And all y'all DA's I got somethin for ya 

I'm still gettin blunted when the cops is comin 

Shots got me a "100 Miles and Runnin" 



[Chorus x2] [police sirens appear behind Chorus the second time]