(Intro)
Wassup, niggas?
We back. You all know what it is
Horseshoe Gang, COB
Mixtape Montley drop it in a couple days
Knocking on raps, dope rapper soul
Yo, y'all sick o'us?
Fuck y'all and be blessed you don't get it

(Verse)
Picture me walking Downtown where the lost angel is
In an alley devoid of black in all angles, it's
Dark, as I walk, my heart's racing
Then I see Michael Meyer's jiggsaw, Jason
I'm clutching nothing but a rusty boxcutter
With doe blade couldn't fucking cut through hot butter
It's nothing but a means to an end
I mean it's my only means to get ends
Now, I see this couple strolling, they both heavily dressed
Cause it's a cold night, they both like old, seventy-ish
I approach ready and vexed, feeling like life owes me
Even if I rob these folks, it won't settle the debt
Life pissed on me like a home pregnancy test, so
When I yell "gimme the money" I won't hold any regret
But these just my thoughts, 'til they lot away
I'm innocent, long as I keep these thoughts at bay

(Hook)
Jeah, I got the rob a nigga thoughts
Where's the money at? Is it hiding in a vault?
I need to know now, I need that code now
Trying the windows, walk at the nigga's doors now
Like Braaa, gimme the bricks, or I'm mercing all yo hommies
I'll leave the robers get you, gimme your purse, and I'll get gone

(Verse)
When there's nothing in your pockets
You ain;t got time for a conscience
You ain't got time for the nonsense
I don't shop at the 99 cents store
Nigga, I'm piss poor
My own hommie tried to rob me
Now it's war. I know we did it, 
But he don't know I know,
So this is the plan, I'mma just go with the flow
Smile in his face, poke his hand on the low
Niggas think I'm soft, yeah, I know how it go
Since I'm a rap nigga, they think I ain't with the biz
But I ain't gotta find where he lives shit
I already been there befo
I know the whole layout
I've staked out his home
Survey out and go, then I'mma go



                          Thanks to Fluere for correcting these lyrics