CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Another Route

-had my foot up on the f**kin' pedal
And I know they be prayin' on my downfall
And if I point a finger it get knocked down
I just left sports academy with more rounds
Suppressors on the f**king sticks
When I shoot they don't make sound
Free my n***as out the dog pound
With big bun put my money in they bank accounts
And the judge tellin' us to take another route
Ay, but we deep up in these streets
Swear to God it ain't no runnin' now
Police askin' me about a body, what you talkin' 'bout?
And if they say I did it, my alibi at my momma house
Put the chop up on my opposition so you know we creepin' out
Ha, boom, boom, boom caught that n***a leakin' now
These n***as hoes they be snitchin' on they brothers
My n***a never had a dad, his father was his mother