Verse 1: Young Scooter]
30 At Probation, Keep On Calling Me
Want Me To Turn Myself In & Say "f** The Streets"
[?] Out Here Starving, They Gon' Give Me Something
Don't Care What The f** I Do, Don't Go To Court For Nothing
You Got To Pay Me For My Time b**h, I'm From The Gutter
You Can Keep On Looking For Me, Imma' Keep On Running
[Young Scooter Prison "Check-In" Phone Call]
[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
The Police Asking Questions About "How's Your Case?"
They Say I Took A Million Dollars From Their State
$90,000 Cash Only Out In A Day
I Say The Word n***a, You Could Die Today
I Just Got A Letter Just To Drug Test Me
They Know I Got Drugs In Every Intestine
I'm Always Hot, I'm Guilty At My Video
I'm Always Blowing OG Kush & Pouring 4's
Anything You Want, n***a Pull Up
I'll Meet You Anywhere n***a, I Don't Give A f**
Draw Your Pistol Down, I Won't Give It Up
Real Street n***a, That's How We Live It Up
Now They're Trying To Charge Me With Bribery
Trying To Tie My Name In Them Robberies
I Got Aisles In The Juughouse, Lot Of Groceries
You Probably Listen To My Music; Scared To Shop With Me
But If You From The Streets, You Know How It Be
Anything For Profit When You On "E"
I'm In The Streets, Motherf** The Industry
It's "Freeband Gang" f** The Police