This is a song about "Rob the bank five friends"

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

I understand i'm back by popular demand

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

I could rob a bank but you're so ugly you're not one i'd frame,

Rob you on the street with the nine

I'm running out of time

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

Quick fast in and out we rob the servo cashier

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Killing the cypher twenty five to lifer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for