We Don't Wanna Go

When I reach inside my pockets

All my money’s been spent

Sometimes I think about the days back when

It’s hard to get away

From things you knew growing up

Like rolling through the parties, see cops

Say Mr. Officer

Your better get up in line

We only want the finest herbs from the vine

Say Mr. Officer

You better get up in line

We only wanna play the music right

We singin

We don’t wanna go

Don’t let it pass you by

Even though these flashing lights

They seem to shine your eyes so bright

While the man come a reading you your rights

Without warning

Bless for the sounds that you hear

Bless the badge and the gun for your fears

All the ones that you’ve lost through them years

Doing time when your time should be cleared

We singing

We don’t wanna go