Sadly Im Innocent

Wish I took that money
Knowing that they want it but can't get nothing from me

Ooo

Wish I took that money
Knowing that they want it but can't get nothing from me

Guilty until proven innocent they want to say I did it

Ain't the type to cry about cases pay to get
Acquitted

Only chance you niggas Got is if I get convicted
Couldn't find my paper trail so they put me in the system
Plug the only type of nigga I tell that I miss em
Another brick of Yayo takes my problems and it fix em
Speaking on a nigga it's all funny till I'm with em
If the shoe fit pussy you a bitch just cuz you fit em
Between that weed and dope bitch I'm like malcom in the middle

F and N and every bullet in this bitch look like a
Missile

How
I ain't even get on and y'all praying that I fall off

6 Figure nigga what I look like tryna small
Talk

I'm like fuck it get that paper put on all
Y'all

Lay me down boa I wouldn't even call
Y'all

Only niggas tryna spend in my call log

Neighborhood on my back
Now watch me haul y'all

Hoodrich I'm to the cross
9 Milli singing Diana Ross

Sold bullshit and I got it off
I am finesse you niggas lost

I was Mak
Bandz before any lick

400k that's plenty Fit
No plenty bricks
No plenty weed

Fuck it got whatever you niggas need

She think I hit a big lick
Now the bitches in my DMs I can hit quick

No evidence it's dismissed
This mouthpiece put yo bitch In drive like a stick shift
Wrist Lit

How I'm jammed up because my shit hit
Diamonds

House arrest and I can't move but this shit timing
First day I'm off brand new hellcat ain't no co signing
Onna hood when you see us hoe we shining
Free chippers ion think he did it either
Niggas hating on free money boa I wouldn't like me neither

Gotta Rollie bussin bells
Gotta AP piecing ounces

Quarter million at 19 what I look like robbing houses boy y'all disrespectful
Detective askin me bout money boa I couldn't tell you

See I ain't the type to Rob but know
I got sum shit to sell you

Me and hit 1 got the same case he sum special

I ain't did shit regretful
Cuz everything I do successful

Why you count me out
They ain't got
No evidence

I was laid up
Wit my bitch

I ain't gotta hit no
Licks

Money laundering the only thing I'm guilty of as is
Use that feature money quick
Let bro put 2 onna Zip
Let Him cook it in my kitchen if I get parts onna flip

How you snitching on me and I wasn't there that makes no
Sense

It's 6 felonies
You telling me
But I ain't hearing shit

Niggas run they mouth like hoes
Niggas run they mouth they bitch
This a burglary
Not a AGG rob

Ain't no running In yo shit wit out no
Mask on

I get to clutching on this bitch I got my grasp on
This lil pretty mutha fucka wit the flash on

Better keep
It safe but them hoes get cracked so keep it dangerous

It's just the zone inna nigga ain't no changing
Weather man forecast say that it's raining

Damn near gave my lawyer 50
And that nigga still complaining
Awww



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Writer(s): Makyrie Barnes
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