OPPs don’t come

Yea yea you know I’m in the streets that boy was talking left him on the ground bleeding out. No opps come around. Balling like curry I’m shooter. Saw him walking the block. Let my Glock go pop pop. I’m like jimmy u know I leave the heat. So much ice on me. You know the opps scared of me. You know your girl left you for me. Don’t play with me. I’m a real gangster. I’m a shooter. Yea we got guns. The type that make the opps run. We out just having fun.