Spark Master Tape
Goin Robbin’
[Intro] x2
Now I ain't no-one to talk about guns
But I wanna get paid
Wanna make a million dollars an hour
I wanna push a billion dollars a day
I wanna get rich
Run up on the whole gang with a AK
We goin' robbin'
Run up on the whole gang till we paid

[Chorus]
We goin' robbin', we robbin' (2x)

[Verse 1]
(I wanna get rich) Speak my name with uncertainty
My adversaries in a box
And they never had a chance to meet me personally
Been a calloused killer fuel the fire with an urgency
Every last foe is now a medical emergency
And if you heard of me or even verbally discuss the Platoon
Made a rap for the Gods, strike up the new blood moon
Slayed the wrath of the law, cause we ain't comin' home
It's paper 'til we die or 'til we fukkin' toast

[Chorus]
We goin' robbin', we robbin' (everybody wanna talk) (x2)
[Verse 2]
I got visions of my death in 4k
Got a DVR so I been watchin' this shit all day
And social media got the world played
Encyclopedia of how the world is bitterly vain
I had a hit of the 'cain to feel a bit of my brain
I had to literally slay to get my feet in the game
Undefeated we claim I stick with n***as to clay
Squad will never sell out to these devils again, woohoo

[Outro]
We goin' robbin', we robbin' (everybody wanna talk) (x4)