Robberies



(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)


See, somethin' ain't right (What?)
I can feel it in the air, my left eye just twitched twice (Damn)
Went to the door, so I know on the floor, ten day, know the state finna turn off my lights (What? Damn)
Sayin' I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do now? (What I'm gon' do now?)
Gotta eat to survive
I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do? Cry? (What I'm gon' do? Cry?)
In these streets, you'll die (Nah)
I got some demons in my head (Yeah)
'Cause all of my my opps dead, they constantly bother me (Oh, shit)
And I got some homies with pounds (Why?)
But we ain't that cool, so I'm thinkin' 'bout robberies (Oh, shit)
Gotta play this shit smart, it's gon' hurt they heart (Damn)
When they find it was me that was robbin' 'em (Damn, damn)
Gotta catch him when it's dark, gotta run up on his car (What?)
That same one he always be ridin' in (Uh-huh)


I keep a stick like a violin (Boom)
I got the call and jumped up like a fireman (Zoom)
It wasn't too hard for me findin' him (Nah, nah)
I went to school with him, know where his mama live (I know where his mama live)
He was playin' that Lucci, that Summer Hill (What?)
I creeped up slow in that Bonneville
They call me Grandson when I'm off the pill (Boom, boom)
Ran up to his car, made him grab the wheel (Don't move)
I grabbed his neck like I'm Iron Man
Just do what I say, know you don't wanna die in here (Nah)
If you reach or you tweak, I'ma fire in here (Boom)
I gotta go, don't be wastin' my time in here (Uh-uh)
I grabbed the bag out the back, it was full of the pack of that finest exotic, man
Then I let him go and got back on the road (Uh-huh)
Heard him whisper, \"Boy, I'm gon' find your ass\" (Man, what?)
Beat up the streets like a punchin' bag (Jug, jug)
I hit a lick, now I'm up a hundred bands (Damn)
I broke it down with my other man (Uh-huh)
Send them birds out, now they comin' back again (Yeah)
I'm on my way to the crib and I'm grippin' the wheel
Gotta let my lil' brother in (Vroom, vroom)
Then I got boxed in at light by the the nigga I robbed (Skrrt)
And he hopped out a minivan (Don't move, huh?)

See, somethin' ain't right (What?)
I can feel it in the air, my left eye just twitched twice (Damn)
Went to the door, so I know on the floor, ten day, know the state finna turn off my lights (What? Damn)
Sayin' I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do now? (What I'm gon' do now?)
Gotta eat to survive
I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do? Cry? (What I'm gon' do? Cry?)
In these streets, you'll die (Nah)
I got some demons in my head (Yeah)
'Cause all of my my opps dead, they constantly bother me (Oh, shit)
And I got some homies with pounds (Why?)
But we ain't that cool, so I'm thinkin' 'bout robberies (Oh, shit)
Gotta play this shit smart, it's gon' hurt they heart (Damn)
When they find it was me that was robbin' 'em (Damn, damn)
Gotta catch him when it's dark, gotta run up on his car (What?)
That same one he always be ridin' in (Uh-huh)

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