I was drivin' over 100 MPH from the cops i was nervous indeed
By the way i was drivin' it felt like playing Need for Speed
The cops were getting closer and closer i knew it
I thought of pulling over, but then i thought "Screw it"
Going to jail was now the last thing in my mind
I ran outta gas, but that didnt matter, they were way behind
Suddenly I saw helicopters hovering above me, now im done
Now I knew that I had no choice but to run
I went in the woods, away from the hood
Theyd find me somehow I know it, that was understood
I felt like cryin, betta yet, i felt like dyin'
This shit wasnt fun nigga I aint lyin
If i knew they were gonna find me, whyd a bother tryin?
This was it, I came out of the woods tired and gave up
If my friends or family wanna to bail me out they betta save up
When i stepped onto the sidewalk those cops went right past
I was amazed escape this crime but this was the last