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 fuck 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 wtf
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 fuck 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 fuck ya doing to me
I ain't steal no purse, Yea
This man is fucking frisking me
Like he fucking feeling me
Where the fuck 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
Just left the studio
Was about to cop some dope
I needed something to smoke
I ain't have no fronto
But fuck 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 wtf
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 fuck 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 fuck ya doing to me
I ain't steal no purse, Yea
This man is fucking frisking me
Like he fucking feeling me
Where the fuck 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
Credits
Writer(s): Galilee Content
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