I spent hours... puttin' up my name in a fat cap
Adrenaline rushin' as I see a transit cop comin'
Now I start runnin', hot pursuit, drop the paint, hop the roof, slipped, fell
Cut myself, my left hand leakin'
I'm not tryna go to Central Bookings for the weekend
I'm moving like a marathon winner never a quitter
Pigs chasing me for bullshit I'm wondering why they bitter
So I go left, go right, go left, empty Ave, run around the corner and I hopped into
Now I'm movin', got away, close call still breathin'
Shirt ripped, scuffed kicks, out of shape, heavy breathing
Not discouraged by my mission, never that I'm still proceeding