Warrant For My Arrest Lyrics

SDW

SDW

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