LECRAE - APB ft Thi'sl lyrics

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10-4 Johnny, the reach records empire

Get real familiar … the number one co signing, yes

Heat academy

Hey 10 4 Charlie, I think we got a problem

Boy right there gone, put an APB out on 'em

You seen 'em, he gone, you seen 'em, he gone

You seen 'em, he outta there

You seen 'em, he gone, let’s go, let’s go X 2

Saint Louis my city dawg, west side was the block

While you sitting in the cribs playing with legos

I was out there tryna get blocks

With mama gone, daddy gone, just me and hood dawgs

Sohoobing beamed up, like I’m 'bout to go play baseball

Before you ever heard about Jeezy boy,

I was already on some trap or die

What it’s do, fall is cool

You can still see the pain in my eyes

What you know bout sitting in jail cell

Felonies, murder case, best friend, rolled on me

Took the stand, turned State

I am a felon, I tell a lie

Hand on the bible, head to the sky

I wanna live, I ain’t wanan die

When they roll upon me, I let them bullets fly

Could of been, the end dawg, one way

Hell’s gates, but the Lord stepped in,

Chose to, show grace

Could have been laid in a box dawg

Six of my home boys carrying me

But I’m alive, and the old me gone

Cause everyday dawg I bury me, let’s go

Hey 10 4 Charlie, I think we got a problem

Boy right there gone, put an APB out on them

You seen 'em, he gone, you seen 'em, he gone

You seen 'em, he outta there

You seen 'em, he gone, let’s go, let’s go X 2

Hydroponic lungs, top shelf liver

Lip a little tender, I can chop down timber

I was no pretender, certified offender

Never know surrender

My amnesia circumstantial, there some things I can’t remember

Those who do me, they be like who he?

They tripping off the new me

They like man where the old Lecrae?

You crazy, you can’t fool me

I’ma party so hard, if the law’s trying to find me

I pray to god they ain’t find me

But then I hear a whop, whop,

Look up in the rear view when he right behind me

Roll down my window, boy what’s ya name?

Cause you was doing 85 in the passing lane with no traffic maine

Then I gave them my id, and guess what they say

This boy here crazy, now that’s just crae

Man I was psycho, wild as the hun is

I go like the shot, doing whatever I wanted

Until I was confronted, heard about Jesus and I’ve changed

They like man what you do ?

Talk about you just ain’t the same

I was just dead, the old me was nothing but a sucker

Sucked the life out of my mother just to get the stuff I wanted

Now I milk carton status, and different can’t explain it

Put the APB out on me if they find me that’s amazing

Hey 10 4 Charlie, I think we got a problem

Boy right there gone, put an APB out on them

You seen 'em, he gone, you seen 'em, he gone

You seen 'em, he outta there

You seen 'em, he gone, let’s go, let’s go X 2

Thanks to Luke for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Tyler for correcting these lyrics