Hook:
I ain't guilty my n***a
I ain't guilty
These thoughts might be filthy
But n***a I ain't guilty
I ain't guilty my n***a
I ain't guilty
Don't put me behind bars cause n***a I ain't guilty. (x2)
Verse 1:
I'm too blunt when I'm in these blunts
I'm wit my dogs f**ing b**hes
And I'm stuntin on c*nts
I'm a god, compare me to Jesus peace
She want a piece of Jesus
But there is danger in his peace
Materialistic wealth
Creept up on us like stealth
Look within yourself
So you can seek the truth
Open your third eye as eye brows the web for truth
I ain't guilt compare me to Zimmerman n***a
Pardon my sarcasm but I'm k**ing you n***as
For the figures and I wouldn't mind f**ing gold diggers .. Uhh
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Verse 2:
Where should I start
I really got too much to tell
Should I drive past my past
Or drink from this fountain to propel
To the future who are you ta judge me?
How the f** you got an opinion with no money?
Uhh, You selling Knicks my n***a
Spike lee
But N.igga I. K.ill E.everything
That's word to N.I.K.E
I "just do it" wit these acronyms
I'm so loyal to my n***as I'on't act on em
N.W.M the motto, The Family
Blow cookin Blow
But I'm trying win the lottery
Caesar didn't have a cagier
Ca**ius boxed him in
So i want my moms to be proud of me
As she watch me win Uhh
I ain't Guilty . . . T' Lo
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