Try get them bands the rock stars Tryna get lit like the pop stars Fucking hoes cause' I ain't found one to stop for You was fam what you fuckin with the opps for Try stay to on top like the lights on them cops cars Momma told me now watch I got for cop cars too And it only fucked me up cause it was true So what we supposed to do? Got us yelling Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us My hands up please I'm just tryna get my bands up And help my people stand up But they think it's funny this ain't stand up I could talked shit with demands but we don't make deals with the man bruh I'm just being honest Momma's is outliving they children Chalk, dot, line, dot I'm not seeing the vision Eat a nigga for lunch paid suspension for dinner And they be famous by breakfast but this the world that we live in Leave him dead in the street head gashed to the meat Got a problem with my skin trade ya badge for a sheet bitch Nigga hating niggas we got them too 3 K's in a row yes we got them too We just want ours now homie we don't want yours But if we can get ours nigga then we want war Blood and crip niggas riding kicking in yo front door But we could we could dead it all the front porch if you hear us Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us They love the culture but hate the nigga They crack off in the hood but they still hate the dealer won't hesitate to kill em But they wait Cause if another nigga do it first they ain't gotta do the paperwork so nigga make em work And go get mo' money mo' money So when it's ya time to go you ain't gon need no go fund me I'm a king bruh all my bracelets is gold nigga Way too big for that silver shit to hold nigga Tryna wake my fans up how I'm supposed to make em put they hands up in hand cuffs shit Its only right to keep it tucked When the cops and the opps want you touched if you lackin then you fucked So I keep something for em in that trunk but I'ma save it turn to Donald Duck And next time you pull me over Ima bump this thing Ima roll my window down and I swear I'll sing Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us Please please please Please please please Mr. Officer Mr. Officer Please take the red beam off of us We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh We just tryna live the life our momma saw for us Freeze