Blac Youngsta - I’m Innocent lyrics

[Produced by Yung Lan] [Intro] You know, I like gangsta sh**, n***a Rest in peace [?], n***a [Verse 1] Feds tryna take my rights I’m going to jail fighting for my life If they sentence me, all I need is a knife I got n***as in the penitentiary that’ll never see daylight They tryna give a n***a jail cell, I’ma give them b**hes straight fight Got a phone call one morning, my homeboy say he on the run He like, “Bro, what the f**?” I’m like, “Bro, where that come from?” Then my other n***a hit the phone, he like, “Bruh, I got a warrant too!” So I went and looked my name up, I’m like, “Damn, I got a warrant too?” So I went and called my lawyer, I’m like, “What the f** going on? My lil’ n***a hit me, said he got a warrant, and the feds raided my home!” I don’t care what they say ’bout me, my lil’ n***as ain’t gon’ play ’bout me I know for a fact three n***as in P.R.E. toting H.I.V [?] in security, that boy got that whole kit And that b**h that you with, that lil’ b**h my old b**h You be honest to that b**h, I be lying to that b**h You be telling her who you beefing with, and crying to that b**h [Interlude] I’m innocent Let the beat breath! Lil’ more, let the beat breath a lil’ more [Verse 2] For now on, I don’t f** with nam n***a that f** with a n***a I don’t f** with I ain’t gon’ ride or die nam rap n***a if I wasn’t stuck with Word around town, I’ll bust quick s** on my dick, I’ll nut quick I’ll pull down and take your favorite rapper chain Boy, you better tuck quick! If you don’t show up at court on me, I’ll come and do a feature with your artist I’ll come and shake everybody hand I’ll accept everybody apology My Lamborghini need a [?] If you a real n***a, I’ll sign ya If you a f** boy, I’ll down ya I gotta thank God Gotti found me [Interlude] Shh! Be quiet Let the beat ride Moment of silence for the king, Yo Gotti I’m innocent! [Verse 3] Nowadays, n***as loud talking and they beefing on songs If something happen, they’ll know where it come from That’s that sh** we call dry snitching I was doing a show, n***a reached for my chain, then I upped that fire, n***a Then my fans started running, [?] [?], n***a I ain’t wanna make a mistake and shoot a fan I ain’t none like you f** n***as, I don’t do it for the grand Every time I make a million dollars, 400 thousand going to Uncle Sam [Outro] I’m innocent, p**y! I’m innocent, rat! I’m innocent, entertainer! I’m innocent, yeah!