Coyote - Duffle Bag

Put the money in duffle
If you don't fucking comply
Below you a red puddle
What you want don't matter
Bitch I got that mask on
I don't take that mask off
Just give me the money
Or shoot you with the sawed off
Shoot through your brain
No thoughts left
I need this shit more
You don't need shit for sure
Bitch do what I say
Or you gon' hit the floor
This shotgun I spray
If you run for the door

Shit was never given to me
So I gotta get it myself
This world tryna get rid of me
So now I gotta give it hell
Mothafucka I need money
Cause this world ain't give me nothing
I don't want to kill nobody
But I might have to
Get what I want
I will not stop
This world hurt me enough
So it deserves no mercy
I had it hard
Since I was in the nursery
Now because of that
I got into burglary
Now riches piling up
But police are after me, huh?
What?
Now there is no where to run
So now I'm robbing everything senseless
Taking all your precious
I don't care what you think
I take what I need
What you want?
What you want from me?
Do you expect me to give a fuck what you want from me?
Everything I got I took
Don't do this by the book
Already tried that once before
Didn't work out now give the money, bitch

Put the money in duffle
If you don't fucking comply
Below you a red puddle
What you want don't matter
Bitch I got that mask on
I don't take that mask off
Just give me the money
Or shoot you with the sawed off
Shoot through your brain
No thoughts left
I need this shit more
You don't need shit for sure
Bitch do what I say
Or you gon' hit the floor
This shotgun I spray
If you run for the door

Like Big-e said
Give me the loot
Cause if you fucking don't
I might just fucking shoot
This world had enough chances
But around the question it dances
No it did not answer
It's like you didn't see me like a phantom
What do I look like to you
A fucking joke
A clown jumping around
Doing who knows what now
I'm done with this world
Give me the gold
I didn't have a chance
As I'm leaving take a glance
The day I fucking die
No ones gonna fucking cry
Not a lot of people new me
On my house closed the curtains
So maybe that's my fault
But the world is still at fault
Cause social anxiety
Has got me off sobriety
I can see the end
I ain't got a lot of mileage left
This world is infested
With horrible people I meant it
But they didn't see my struggles
I was always so puzzled
Nobody wanna help me
So I gotta fight for what I want
Fight for what I want
But what do I want?
Do I was just want money?
Do I want happiness?
Do I want a family?
Do I want a wife and kids?
Or do I just want revenge
For the things this world did?

Put the money in duffle
If you don't fucking comply
Below you a red puddle
What you want don't matter
Bitch I got that mask on
I don't take that mask off
Just give me the money
Or shoot you with the sawed off
Shoot through your brain
No thoughts left
I need this shit more
You don't need shit for sure
Bitch do what I say
Or you gon' hit the floor
This shotgun I spray
If you run for the door

Written by:
Coyote McLaren

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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