Guilty
He put the gun in my hand
I took my hand and put the gun in my pants
I took my pants and pull them up on my ass
Got the cash outta my pocket
Dropped it and got my ass in the Dodge
I put it into the car and started it
Stepped on the gas and looked at the gas
And 95 don't seem fast when you're so ******* mad
And so you're ******* high and can't stop crying
Oh *******t, I just ran a stop sign
******* it, it's nothing
This nigger got me stressing
I can't believe, he got me bugging
Now I'm driving reckless, I can't even see
And my high beams ain't really helping
But nobody really be using the streets before seven
Got the pedal to the medal like I lost my mind
And I ain't need to see the school crossing sign
Car in the fastest gear, wind blowin' in my hair
Seat beat light blinking but I don't care
Somebody crossing the street, came outta nowhere
Went right into 'em, body flew in the air
Oh my God, my face already covered with tears
Sayin' my prayers, I didn't even see I swear
I thought off of reflex, saw blood everywhere
Mostly ran ahead of the little girl, holding a teddy bear
I'm sorry, all I can hear is, 'I want my mommy'
And then I ain't hear nothin' from the little girl's body
I'm scared but I can't stop, what am I gonna do?
The first thing the cops are gonna say, a€?Is it was drug influence?a€?
They ain't gonna understand, what this nigger was doin'
How he made me drive fast when I should have been cruisin'
And they probably won't believe that it wasn't the *******
And shorty just popped up in the middle of the street
And they really gonna be hatin' this gun on my waist
And I checked shorty's pulse and I don't think she's gonna make it
Dial 911 or damn should I run?
I'm just weightin' out my options before someone comes
If I stay I go to jail, if I run I'll be wrong
This is taking too long, ******* it I'm gone
Hit and run, damn I should hit my brakes
Hit and run, sometimes we all make mistakes
Hit and run, I guess, I'm not that heartless
Hit and run 'cuz now I got a guilty conscience