Matt Movin' - Armed Robber

Finesse em out the pack
Stretch out hit the trap got em all shoppin
I been goin’ hard got em all watchin
Movin
Finesse em out the pack
Yeah
Finesse em out the pack now it’s all profit
Stretch out hit the trap got em all shoppin
I been goin’ hard got em all watchin
Shawty say she like the way I ball often
You can try and get me got but I’m a hard target
If I ever get the drop you gon fall harder
Got a sword on the chop I’ll en garde you
Came along way from just a armed robber
Came a long way from just a armed robber
Need that Rolls Royce truck so I can ball harder
Bitch could die on me and float this shit all water
Fiction lies on me they spoke not at all bothered
Still remember me and slaughter double strap shawty
Walking through the projects Glock up on my hip
Knocked on buddy door wit 40 masked up like they coughing
Rob the whole house then go plot another lick
Someone telling jammed us up took the charge for my dawg
Middle finger to them laws we ain’t talking bout shit
Got a semi in the car mag extended that’s a rod
33 before it start Scottie Pippen in this bitch
Yeah they caught me lackin’ out there took a couple hot shells
Hard to kill like Gucci I'm a drop em I don’t care
Mind built for action body built for warfare
Come up out this shirt ain’t nothin but tattoos and scars there
Finesse em out the pack now it’s all profit
Stretch out hit the trap got em all shoppin
I been goin’ hard got em all watchin
Shawty say she like the way I ball often
You can try and get me got but I’m a hard target
If I ever get the drop you gon fall harder
Got a sword on the chop I’ll en garde ya
Came along way from just a armed robber
Why finesse em out the pack when I can get it from amigo
Set em up for the jack send some bitches where they be though
Simple walk in get it back six fifty go to each ho
Or we’ll stomp em out bad take they shit away we go
Really need to count ya blessings cause I can have em steppin
Me and nine mo’fuckas on a twenty band lick
Two bands a piece put it all together minus loot and bout five time it’s through we got a god damn brick
And we gon jump that bitch to fifty something push it by the zip and under
Fuck around and triple up and split the whole bag
Now we got that start a business money weed farm legit money
Don’t tell me bout yo struggle I just built a whole map
That I might’ve or I might’ve not used to get back
Gon be times you gotta choose what you gon do to get back
Gon be problems when you do it’s all on you to get it crackin’
Just know drama coming through no easy way to make it happen
Finesse em out the pack now it’s all profit
Stretch out hit the trap got em all shoppin
I been goin’ hard got em all watchin
Shawty say she like the way I ball often
You can try and get me got but I’m a hard target
If I ever get the drop you gon fall harder
Got a sword on the chop I’ll en garde ya
Came along way from just a armed robber

Written by:
Matt Movin

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