This is a song about "Rob you in compton"

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

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

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

I'ma rob you of your mic and your life if you don't fucking stop

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

My back up is running / i run fast so you can't rob me

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Rob you on the street with the nine

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob