Spark Master Tape — Goin Robbin

[Intro] x2 Now I ain't no-one to talk about guns But I wanna get paid Wanna make a million dollars an hour I wanna push a billion dollars a day I wanna get rich Run up on the whole gang with a AK We goin' robbin' Run up on the whole gang till we paid [Chorus] We goin' robbin', we robbin' (2x) [Verse 1] (I wanna get rich) Speak my name with uncertainty My adversaries in a box And they never had a chance to meet me personally Been a calloused killer fuel the fire with an urgency Every last foe is now a medical emergency And if you heard of me or even verbally discuss the Platoon Made a rap for the Gods, strike up the new blood moon Slayed the wrath of the law, cause we ain't comin' home It's paper 'til we die or 'til we fukkin' toast [Chorus] We goin' robbin', we robbin' (everybody wanna talk) (x2) [Verse 2] I got visions of my death in 4k Got a DVR so I been watchin' this shit all day And social media got the world played Encyclopedia of how the world is bitterly vain I had a hit of the 'cain to feel a bit of my brain I had to literally slay to get my feet in the game Undefeated we claim I stick with niggas to clay Squad will never sell out to these devils again, woohoo [Outro] We goin' robbin', we robbin' (everybody wanna talk) (x4)