(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

Yeah, and I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police

And I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police

N**a, f**k the police

Yeah

I'm sliding

It's two AM, Miami with that iron

I'm just swerving, I can't make it to the I

I'm getting nervous 'cause I see the 'trol behind

But f**k it, duck the fire and I'm 'bout to bust a right

Damn, this shit red, I'm 'bout to buck the light

Man, they catch me right now, I'm doing life

He tried to run down and that's his life

I can't leave my gun 'cause that's my wife

Yeah, and I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police

And I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police

Only God can judge me

Only 12 tell me freeze

Only time make us free

My dawg got hit with a sentence that he couldn't even read

Ain't no love for us

Ever went from Cuban links to some silver cuffs?

I ain't dying in the cage, I'm going to Canada

I ain't tryna V-O-P

But every n**a 'round me got some felonies

Gotta watch who be around, he might just tell on me

It ain't no cell for me

Yeah, and I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police

And I ain't tryna V-O-P

So I'm running from the C-O-P

F**k the judge, f**k the state, n**a, f**k the police