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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hit-Boy
Vocals
Big Hit
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Hollis
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Producer
Omar Grand
Producer
Justin Benford (JayB)
Producer
Jesse Blum
Producer
Lyrics
Man
Can you remember when you was little?
Just chopping it up with your friends
Like, "watchu wanna be when you get older?"
I wanna be a doctor
I wanna be a lawyer
I wanna be a football player
I wanna be a superstar, something
And we end up selling dope
Gangbangin'
Pimpin'
Doing something running the streets
Flocking, stealing
We in the wrong business, my na
(Big Hit) Shoulda been the police (on me)
So I can live above the law
Shoulda been the police
So I can lie about it all
Shoulda been the police (police)
With a license to kill
Shoulda been the police (why is that)
So I can butcher ns at will
(Big Hit) Man, they getting away with bloody murder my na
You know what I'm talking about?
They just, they throwing shit at us
They throwing and making up laws for a na, homie
You don't hear me though
Shoulda been the police
Dealing under the table
With gangsters snitching on the payroll
Shoulda been the police
Working for CDC, so I can sell cell phones and trees
Shoulda been the police
Trigger happy and free
So I can gun ns down if they blink
Shoulda been the police
Running red lights on call
Planting evidence
Breaking all the laws
(Hit-Boy) I shoulda been the police
So I can take fathers away from they sons
Kill a black man on camera and they can't tell me nothin'
Fk hoes in my patrol car parked in the alley
Use excessive force no reason and pull out the blammy
Let off a hundred shots, just to find out that he innocent
Be best friends with the judge, giving out wrongful sentences
Come in your house without a warrant and fk up your premises
Beat somebody ass, catch it on body cam
Cuffed, unarmed and laying on the ground
Give you two black eyes, broken teeth and a broken nose
Just cause I want to hit up random hoods and up the pole
Slam you on the hood of my vehicle and fracture your bones
Boys in blue I ain't talking rolling 60's
Stop and frisking, minorities by the sixteens
Cuff you then drop you off in a rival set if you bang
I shoulda been the police cause they biggest gang
Dirty mother frs
You ain't st
They just been lynching ns for years, homie
You know what I'm talking about?
I don't know how long ago we gone go for this bullshit
Na acting like a gopher, I can't go for anything
Fk that
We gotta learn to put our kids in the force, my na
Have somebody on our squad my na
Somebody that look like us that's really for us
Gotta spread our wings
Everybody can't be singers
Professional football players and basketball players
Gotta do like the migos, like the woods
My na
Slide up into congress, my na
Slide up under here, you know be a police my na
Be a CDC officer, look out for your people's my na, like they do
On me... on God in heaven
Ain't no way in the world we should be doing this bad
We got all these rich mother frs
All these black millionaires and billionaires
You know what I'm saying?
Y'all ns just in the way
Y'all pawns and puppets, na
You know what I'm saying?
You scared them mother frs gone snatch all your riches
You gone be a regular petty ass na
Like you was before you got that chili
Do something for your people, na
Watchu wanna be when you grow up?
(C3) A superstar
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Chauncey Hollis, Justin Benford, Jesse Blum, Omar Grand
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