Law

Yeah Running from the law It's open season on a nigga when they make the call I don't wanna be involved I can see it in your eyes I can feel it in your soul That you really want me ghost They gonna put my body to the floor Six feet under is where I go Mama thought I make it guess I won't And you saw My body tensed up from the grip One move guess that's a resist Twenty views turn into a mill Now you know me They don't give a damn about the man I was They gonna break me one by one And all they got to say is He was running from the law They didn't see a weaponed but they fear that he was armed He didn't know his name so they cursed him from afar And when he turned around they let him have it like a dog Found weed up in his pocket so he must've been involved With dealing on the streets he prolly selling on the block This picture that we found it clearly shows that he's a thug This is one less nigga on the streets where the love This is one less nigga on the streets where's the love for the cops Blue lives matter be that gang on the block We don't want no altercation when the twelves's on the watch They kill us on the daily and we paid for their Glocks Left a stain on the lot Now our pains here to watch We don't want no explanation We want change for the plots We won't ever fall back This is full contact They done almost stole our joy but our pride's unmatched Yeah They running from the law Running from it Running from the law They Running from it They running from the law Running from it Running from the law They Running from it