I'm out of here

I gotta go

No Time to Chop It Up

I've got to go



I'm a raw dog ya'll tryin to shake the kennell

I stay in underbuckets and I ride in rentals

Cause the rollers wanna pinch me, wash me, rinse me

Brick wall, razor wire, behind the fence me

Put me where thy mother can't kiss me, put me where thy brother gon' miss me

I stay off the phone, I take dumb ways home

I let my beard grow and my hair get long

It's on, I'm gon nigga if I stay I'm cooked

I'm seein police everywhere I look (Uh)

It's off the hook, I've never been scarier

My niggas say boy if they catch you they gon' bury ya

Leave the area, live on a farm, and keep a long sleeve shirt for them tats on your arm





I'm on the run

Packin my Gun

Havin no fun

Caught in the cross hairs

When I thought I had run



Man I'm washed tryin to shake John?

Americas Mos tryin to say I'm a crime boss

I'm getting lost, boy I'm finna head for the hills

It's survival skills I'm on the run for real



I'm always in different locs

Switchin and ditchin?

Pistols I'm grippin those

Mixed officials I'm hittin those

I'm watched and can't avoid it

The cops got me noided

Every time they hit I'm flushin shit down the toilet

Bitches can't spoil it

I gets further

Can't stick me with the murder

They witness, I'm gon' hurt her

I got a squirter with a 50 round drum

And when they people come, dude, I make it hum







They tryin to stick me with a grand jury endictment

So I ride and I creep with a alias license

My license got a picture of me, with a different name

I'm hyphy could you picture me in a different game

I'm dippin man I'm different man

Call me Casper

It goes faster

You hear those flowmasters

High speed pursuit

Partner I'm a scoot

I got jukes

Patterns and roots

It's bye bye now, nigga I ride out, I slide out and dip to my hide out

Boy I shake the spot cause nigga I'm not tryin to go to? for 3 hots and a cot







I'm on the run