Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call
Hands up, throw me up against the wall
Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool
I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule
It's a fools fatewithout your word
Than i rob you and smoke all your herb
My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em
But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"
Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means
So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets
The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"
Bartender, no ice, bring another shot
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