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 Hook: 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 Hook: