From the recording Ongoing Robbery

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Come through the back door
Black mask real low with a 44
Open up the front door breathe
that’s me with the rundo
Meet them at the gate, gotta move in slow mo’
Everybody gone, grandma in her nightclothes
Grandma on drugs gone pyscho
I know nothing is impossible
I know aint nobody stopping you
I can smell the fire burning
They done left the stove burning
Shadows bouncing up and down the walls
We gone have to make this hit count
We about to fall into a drought
Mama working hard everyday
Brother hustle tryna make a way
And I got a lil sister here
I promise that we gone get outta here
I’m Scared because really what's outta here?
I gotta give it the best of me
Show her that I can do any and everything
I am a boss, I am a legend
I do not do, all of that stressing
I am a blessing Im great and respectful
Til Im disrespected and then I get hectic
But back to the story before I neglect it,
got to the stairs and became unexpected…
hid in the closet and stood by the dresser…
All in the hall by the room and the breaker
wait for commercials then he flip the switch
Yup, Granny snore loud denna bitch
Yup Wait for the knock from her kid
Yup, We gone have to make this hit count
We about to fall into a drought
Mama working hard everyday
Brother hustle tryna make a way
I got a lil sister here
I promise that we gone get outta here
But really but really whats outta here?
Garage door open, here they come
Heart racing, hand on the Rundo