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 f**king mad
And so you`re f**king high and can`t stop crying
Oh s**t, I just ran a stop sign

F**k it, it`s nothing
This ni**er 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, “Is it was drug influence?”

They ain`t gonna understand, what this ni**er 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 weed
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, f**k 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