The Pull Over (Intro)

I wasn't going home Just left the studio Was about to cop some dope I needed something to smoke I ain't have no fronto But f*ck it, I had to go Walking on the pavement Accustomed to the street signs As I was walking A car pulled up right beside me The nigga in the passenger seat Locked eyes with me Then he got out In my brain, I'm like "What the f*ck?" Just so happened I ain't have my shit tucked He said "Yo!" I ain't look back, Yea I kept walking, he said "I'm talking to you" "Don't make no sudden moves" "You gone end up on the news" Nigga had me confused Like what the f*ck I do The other officer in the car Yea he just reversed, Yea Tell me, officer Tell me what your dreams worth Every brother ya see walking Ya got to assume the worse, Yea What the f*ck ya doing to me I ain't steal no purse, Yea This man is fucking frisking me Like he fucking feeling me Where the f*ck my dignity Askin' for my identity Before they take my soul Let me pull out my phone Turned on the video Before they hit me in my dome They calling us a menace to society They mad my people coming in varieties I'm praying to the lord if there's a higher me I'm asking you to look out for me And my family Anybody with a badge Could turn your day into a drag Crazy how we never win What's the point of fighting back Ima lay back smoke dope Damn I fell right in the trap Dropped out of High school They telling me to go back