brwnlink - witsend. lyrics
thursday night as i’m sitting up late politicking
writing all these bills and all expenses in a
composition
walked in —— and told him we gotta hit us
a robbing mission
plus the rent due eviction notice pockets not
sufficient
let’s rise the stakes i’m all in
my n+gga sat down for a second just to take it all
in
told him particulars and details i’ma fake it all in
this a easy four bands we finna rake it all in
[yeah]
just promise me you not gonna fold n+gga
sometimes sh+t get real you might just have to
show your bold n+gga
plus i got the key my boss won’t even know who
stole n+gga
if we head there around likе 4am feds won’t be
on no roads n+gga
we mappеd it out and then we dapped it out
gram left of that kush i got a dutch and then i
packed it out
the plan was good it’s like 11:44 we got a few
hours before we run up through this store
it’s 2:30 he pacing and i’m just overthinking
can’t even get my eyes to shut i’m tryna get my
sleep on
before i got in that field yeah best believe i put
my cleats on
night was kinda chilly funny cause i was getting
my creep on
we getting low now
it’s 3:30 we driving no time to choke now
only car was floating on that road felt like a
ghost town
chrysler engine booming but city was making no
sound
driving there i’m hoping that this ain’t our last
trip together
parked up in the cut said “you ready to hit this
l!ck together.”
you just play the lookout from front and be sure
we stick together
if 12 come f+ck it we tried it and we might sit
together
but f+ck that stepped out black hoodies on and
n+ggas was masked up
moving militant we only focused on getting our
cash up
front door walked right through alarm was
bashed up
deposits, checks, cash, quarters pennies n+ggas
ain’t pass up
zipping through that store we wasn’t moving like
no slob n+ggas
clean 2 minutes in and out just like a swab n+gga
cool calm collected wasn’t f+cking around like
no mob n+gga
50 taught me business ain’t have to teach me
how to rob n+gga
grabbed a couple —— off the shelf because i needed that
looked back at the lay out make sure nothing
shows they seeing that
my n+gga at the back door with the money i told him
swing back
took the camera system they can’t even get no
feedback
running to the whip we on the road now my
heart pumping
counting up this bread i’m telling my boy i think
we got something
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