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Where were the two of you on the day in question? Well, I was at home at the time I just finished cooking I sat on the sofa for my little show at the time The news interrupted Some niggas was bussin' and robbing a store at the time Okay, it was more than a store The reporter said it was like four at the time And that's when I noticed the crime was a little inaccurate Yeah, we were at homе at the time See, I heard thеm niggas was big news (uh-huh) I heard them niggas was big rude (uh-huh) Funny, they wasn't even big dudes I heard they pulled up to Capital Records Disguised with that janitor broomstick Demanded a milly in racks in the back of an Acura 2002 shit At least that's what the dude on the news said (uh-huh) CCTV didn't see a move that the two did (uh-huh) Let alone a car, it was useless They already fled to the Roxy Pushed a little Instagram singer off stage Screaming "Who the fuck can stop me?" Them (uh-huh) Cause I was still back at the cribbo (uh-huh) Bumping this lil' instrumental Dee Lilly dummy with mental (okay) I'm chasing money, subliminal I know I proved that I am too smooth But I do not hang out with criminals (nah) If I were to do it though I could barely guarantee that you would know If we were speaking hypothetically I'd be a dog like pedigree I'd hit the hills like Beverly And I'd rob, steal like heavily I'd prolly hit Samantha, Amanda Mandy and her auntie in Atlanta with the phantom And that ransom would be handsome I mean, damn, son Woulda been smoking on OG Make the police put they hands up Try to run it high, gotta improvise like a Corey Got his ass like "No, please!" Call a hound, make him bite down Like a lil' child when they grow teeth Clean it up 'fore I proceed The proceeds go to my OGs, Pro Tools Some dope weed, some more food And a Rolly for my bro, too The bro feet, the bro shoes Some floaties for my old dude, it's a I don't need those You sure do, wit ya broke ass (yeah) So true, nigga, no cash, no bread No lettuce, no Whole Foods No growth, no GMO Lemme spell it out: IMO In love with the money like Nemo I'mma find me a dollar like Nemo, yeah I was at home at the time Watching the TV and hard to believe me cause I was at home at the time Alibi squeaky and hard to believe me cause I was at home at the time You may not believe me, but you couldn't see me cause I was at home at the time Wait, who told you I was involved? I was at home at the time Watching the TV and hard to believe me cause I was at home at the time My alibi squeaky and hard to believe me cause I was at home at the time You may not believe me, but you couldn't see me cause I was at home at the time Wait, who told you I was involved? I was at home at the time
Writer(s): Milton Eugene Lilly, Tyson Coy Stewart, Jadagrace Michiko Gordy-nash, Tyrel Jackson Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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