And then they're comin' through
I tell them, "He just kicked down my door"
Aw, you comin' through, holdin' up them innocent, yeah
Even though my weed and money could afford it tonight
In the mood and I'm, "Who the hell is you?"
Call my girl, baby comin' just as quick as she can
With the money for the case, we're gonna make it alright
I say somethin' wrong? Wait, who the hell is you?
In the mood singin', "Who the hell is you?"
Four in the mornin', police knockin' at my door, what for?
Three in the mornin' in the cell, you'll get harrassed by the man
And I gotta a lot a weed, they be spottin' me with infa-red
Bet I know the reasons he comin' back and
And all the reason that I'm holdin' all the trees
And leave the case to detonate inside the place when I'm gone
And then they comin' through
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head
All the reason that I'm holdin' all the trees
And I gotta a lot a weed, they be spottin' me with infa-red
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head
I tell them he just kick down my door
Tellin' all the places, yo, I ought to handle all this alone
Still they comin' through, holdin' up the innocent, yeah
