Lyrics:
and start reaching
The media say he had gang ties
And the police say he had a damn weapon by his side
It's his word vs mine, badge takes all
Bet if I was
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
the kitchen and I don't know why
Caught my aunt smoking crack and she got a black eye
Living on Focus: HOPE and we tryna get by
Sippin' on WIC juice, wash it
It's that man again
Some people have heard of him as a hustler
Hell, hope live, really
Street life killed my daddy
Got my momma pregnant in the back
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
Mr. Officer
written by: H. Bright, R. Testa, J. Johnson
produced by: Bright Lights
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Woop woop, I hear the police coming.
Woop woop, I hear
the pit-bulls
Dash back flashy to compassionate nano police
Sat beneath an avalanche and jagged and nautical seas
And I would stop the violence more than I was
You say you live for a united scene
You say your ways are oh so fair and clean
You claim your right to rule the hc grounds
Fuck your mobster ways
been infested by Bloods, lustin' for colors of red
More black lives done shed through
Yet the blood travelin' through veins remain blue
Boned out
to be my size
I ran a light in my pickup truck, I drove two blocks, got pulled o'er by the PO-LICE
My girls works at the office she feels tired all
mommas
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand
I done seen too much shit working in the streets
I was taught to stack the paper up by any means
If you going to live the life then you got to be
better act right lay low
We know where yo family live
Trust me you don't want me up in yo grill
Wit a ski mask on duct taping your kids
You can pray
And you gone make it out
It’s like man
Everyday I wake up
Everyday
Turn on the news
Damn
Another nigga done killed by the police
coming after your cheddar
Always protect what you project cuz life is full of envy and envy is driven by self interest
So don't cross me if you think I
Another fucking day
Another fucking day
Medieval educators locking horns at the playground at five
Real live police crime shows submission
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
million ways to die, I'll choose for you
I live by the gun when you try to move on me
I stick to the script, sometimes I'm too loyal
I step away, get
pills
Between the struggle man we hanging on by limbs
Kinda got me wondering if I need the steel
Honestly we trynna live forget how they feel
I holler
on be loud
The kush that I'm smoking so goddamn loud
I can see the police standing through the crowd
I can see these pretty women sweating my style
way to go
Free up the funds, that's the way to go
They rig the elections, don't tell me vote
Cookin' resentments like pressure stoves
Police is
meh got a story fi tell
Bout a system gone wrong, it's time fi rebel
Police brutality, it's a tragic reality
Corruption run deep, protected by
young man
Had been beaten by the police and the only way you know
You've got to be with the people and we live separated
We go in air-conditioned cars
the nigga that sent
Him to handle the problem
Ex-bitch said she pregnant by me
Now she screamin' child support
Man, this bitch hate me, I feel lit
She 'bout
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