Robbery 6

(album: Tee's Coney Island - 2023)

Oh yeah
Fuck she thought, nigga?
Damn, she crazy

Ayy, that bitch thought she had one (What?), I ain't going (Not me)
Took the gun, put it to her head, started blowing (Switch)
This time the media gon' have more to speak about
Get all my shit, pack it up before I leave the house (I'm gone)
Blower still in my hand, walking out the front door (I'm out this bitch)
I thought I had one, but, fuck it, I got other hoes
I hit the porch, running to the whip fast (Let's get it)
12 ran down right before I hit the grass (Freeze)
Damn, I'm surrounded, thinking, "What the fuck?"
Ain't no going back for me, I got a stick, I'm 'bout to bust (Let's get it)
It's helicopters coming, so I know I'm on the news (Damn)
I tried to blow my pole, but my arm couldn't move (Fuck)
They on me with them sticks and they all yelling, "Freeze" (Get down)
Hit the back of my leg, I fell to my knees (Baow)
Neighbors coming out, feds tryna cause a scene
I wake up out of breath, it was a motherfucking dream

What the fuck?
Shit
Wait, what the fuck going on, man?

Girlie next to me (Damn), my mind taking flight (The fuck?)
She open her eyes like, "Baby, you alright?" (I'm good)
I shook my head, "Yeah, but I'm up for the night" (Can't sleep)
I'm looking at the dresser and I see the same pipe
I was using in the dream, then my phone ring
They say my lil' brother out here tryna cause a scene
I'm like, "Fuck that lil' nigga, he just tryna prove a point" (Fuck him)
"That boy left me for dead when they had me in the joint"
I hung up, but I was woke 'til the next day (Damn)
I gotta get my mind right, I'm catching me a play (I need it)
I hit my DM, see a nigga from Grand River (Who is this?)
I play it real cool, I been working on my temper (What up?)
He like, "Welcome home, I hope to see you soon" (Okay)
I'm looking at his pictures, he don't strike me as no goon
Last time I hit his hood, I put niggas on the moon
But that message was a threat, that's how real killers move (Let's get it)
I gotta give it to 'em, these niggas ain't giving up (They on it)
Another nigga on me now, but I don't give a fuck (Let's do it)
I'm through the city strapped, don't nobody know my truck
I'm a fucking big dog, all these lil' niggas muts (Oh yeah)
One my homies, he be trapping out his mama house (He trappin')
And everybody call bro when they be copping out (That's the plug)
I ain't heard from him since before the bid
I'm really kind of broke, so I pulled up to his crib (Yeah)
A lil' nigga on the porch, he know me from the way (What up though?)
He gotta be security, he clutching on the K (I see you)
Niggas from the hood probably think I'm still gone (Nah)
I walk up, shake his hand, he like, "Brodie, welcome home" (Welcome home)
I'm like, "Where Juan at?" He pointed at the house
I'm strapped up, but he don't know 'cause I ain't got it out
I walk in and smell good food, good loud (Oh yeah)
Juan mama see me, put her hand over her mouth (Oh my God)
"I got my baby back, when you get home?"
I'm like, "Hey, ma, I ain't been out for that long" (I just got out)
Music real loud, she playing her favorite song (I hear you)
She walked me in the kitchen like, "You want some neck bones?" (Hell yeah)
Now we in the kitchen, her every move I'm watching (I'm on 'em)
She turned around, I put the kitchen knife in my pocket (Let me get that)
She look at me like, "I know you looking for my son" (Uh-huh)
"He in the back, tell him get up here, the food done" (Bet)
I head to the back, clutching on the strap
And the knife, let me tell you where my head at
This nigga was my dog, he was broke, I put him on (No cap)
When I was locked, this nigga wasn't picking up that phone (Fake as hell)
I walk in his room, he breaking down, bagging up (What up, bro?)
He see my face and jump out the chair, he backing up (Chill out)
I'm like, "Damn, chill, my nigga, it's all love
Why you tell me you was broke though and really you the plug?" (Why you lie?)
He jittery, but still started pulling money out (Okay)
Pockets buldging, but he only pulled a couple twenties out (That's all?)
He like, "Welcome home, that should put you on your feet" (Yeah)
"That's all I can give, my baby, I gotta eat" (Yeah)
I'm in his face and he still can't keep it a hundred (Bet)
I upped the knife and hit him twelve times in his stomach (Come here)
I found eight bricks and ninety K, nigga, run it (I need that)
I'm filling up the bag, then I hear his mama coming (Shit)
I turn the light off, room dark, she can't see nothing (Okay)
I pull her in and hit, I can feel her bones crushing
I left that nigga and his mama in that bitch gushing (Leakin')
It's blood on my money, I ain't tripping, nigga, fuck it (Fuck it)
That lil' nigga on the porch, you know I gotta get him (He next)
Head tap, a switchy, he ain't even know what hit him (Brr)
The neighbors ain't tripping, they hearing shots every day
I ran through his pockets, then I took off with the K (Let me get that)
I shoot back to the crib and put everything up
She still don't know nothing, we good, she still in love
I got they blood on me, so I jump right in the shower (Yeah)
Washed up with the bleach in that bitch for 'bout a hour (DNA)
My plug hit me, say he got a package he gon' mail me (Oh yeah)
I get the gun that don't shoot, it'll never fail me (Never)
Give it to my bitch like, "No more taking Ls" (Tuck this)
She look in my eyes, "Is there something you wanna tell me" (Huh?)
I'm like, "Hell nah, what the fuck you mean?" (Huh?)
My mind racing, so I started thinking 'bout the dream
She say, "I'm strung out, you got me feeling like I fiend" (What you mean?)
Went in her pocket and pulled out the wedding ring (Oh)

Damn, so that's what you talking 'bout though, I got something I wanna tell you
Nah, that's crazy, I thought you was talking 'bout some other shit
Yeah, I bought that the other day, I wanted to surprise you, man

Knock at the door, I'm so relieved at my bitch
I walking up like, "Alright, I hear you, who is this?" (Who this?)
I'm thinking like, "What the fuck? I ain't got my pole" (Damn)
I turn around, niggas started blowing through the door (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Two shots hit me in the stomach and I curled up (Boom)
It was food and blood when I urled up (Boom, boom)
Third shot hit me in my neck, I couldn't breathe (Shit)
I'm drowning in my blood, but I'm hearing niggas leave (Fuck)
God telling me it ain't my time, I can't believe it
Niggas caught me slipping like, how? I can't believe it (How?)
I'm worried 'bout my bitch, I'm hearing her lash out
I heard her on the phone right before I passed out

Yeah, y'all hit him
Y'all hit him 'bout three, four times
I'm 'bout to come outside, come get me
Meet me around the corner
I think y'all got his ass though, I think he dead