Lyrics

We was robbing the store On like a day to day basis Once my big cuz hit the door No time to checc on them laces It's looking like relay races Like run so hard, you make faces I just thank God they didn't shoot us Or try to Come out and chase us Walk into Granny house She say where you get all that We said somebody had bought and Told us don't pay it bacc It's just a lie man I thought it Almost slipped up but I caught it And even tho I ain't bought it I just thank God that she bought it Cause that's another ass whooping Coming She ain't them at the store Man I can't do no running It got me looking at myself, like what Am I becoming These inner demons got a nigga Really self destructing She gunning for me That's a plot to keep the straight and Narrow She seen me as a king so fucc it I stayed on my Pharo It ain't no cops and robbers homie It's just bows and arrows I see the homie in the street He tell me bro, be careful Stare down a barrel any day If niggas feel the need Fall to the floor and ask the Lord, like Can you help me please I feel I'm drifting with the wind and I can feel the breeze These cops is shooting niggas way Before they tell em' freeze Don't come for me Cause all I know is get away
Writer(s): Markus Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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