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 ***, I just ran a stop sign *** it, it's nothing

This *** 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 *** 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, *** 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