This hard-hitting track dives into the gritty realities of street life, exploring themes of betrayal, survival, and the consequences of living on the edge. The artist tells a story of evading law enforcement, the struggles with substance use, and the stark choices that come with a life of crime. With powerful lyrics and raw emotion, this song resonates with anyone familiar with the streets.
Verse 1:
Running from the PO,
Got the pack on me though,
Selling dope, sniffing coke,
Nigga, you ain't 'bout this hoe.
Chorus:
Talk that shit, now you gotta hit,
Imma pull the blick, and I don’t miss.
Push back that nigga, shit!
Verse 2:
Life in the fast lane, it's a high stakes game,
Every corner I turn, feels like I'm to blame,
Dodging the lights, hear the sirens wail,
Caught in the hustle, it's a dangerous tale.
Chorus:
Talk that shit, now you gotta hit,
Imma pull the blick, and I don’t miss.
Push back that nigga, shit!
Bridge:
Running through the night, can't look back,
Living on the edge, feeling like a maniac,
Every move I make, every step I take,
Risking it all, can’t afford a mistake.
Chorus:
Talk that shit, now you gotta hit,
Imma pull the blick, and I don’t miss.
Push back that nigga, shit!
Outro:
Running from the PO, it's a never-ending game,
Survival of the fittest, all else is in vain,
In the streets, you learn to play it smart,
Caught in this life, it’s tearing me apart.
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Running from the PO Selling dope sniffing coke nigga you an bout this hoe , talk that shit now you gotta hit , imma pull the blick n I don't miss , push back that nigga shit !
Me