Bank Call

Im losing my confidence now Im feeling incompetent now
Is this what my life is about? No no
Got a gun in my hand and im trying to figure it out
Don't know what the commotions about
You ready?

Walking in quick and avoiding the shouts
Wouldn't help much if we started a crowd
Settle your things and scope out the surroundings
Got to be ready so bodies we count
Gauge the security and sum the amount
Tell me locations and how many outs
If we split up we meet up at the house
And if you get caught you don't open your mouth
Don't tell me you're backing out now you talked all that shit
To convince me you're ready to do this
There's not a point of backing out if i leave you here the others will render me useless
Sorry but i can't bounce i don't think i'm ready but i know i can't lose this
Gun shots them sounds scared everybody in the building no loose lips

Well we're here security's aiming at a shot
We shoot back and it's more taxing it's really all about timing
Had to look around before they wana try me
Keep them on the ground always look beside me
Peak at any sound someone may be diling
I cannot allow anyone behind me
Will we make it out of here? Im busy looking at our odds
If we make it out start state browsing it's really all about hiding
Stay under the grid there's a lot of sightings
Never reconnect can't be reuniting
Acting like we're dead i can't see the light and if i ever did they could really find me
This was never chosen we had to learn how to make a mother fucking bag
No please don't do this i got a family and they love me you need to relaxe
No i can't lose them
Walk around the room and point it at your dome and make them all gasp yeah
See the money get inside the bag get away is all gas yeah
When the doors open we got three minutes of by pass
When we're on the road we don't interact there's a set of questions that you don't ask
We don't go as low as to raise a glass for the bodies that you might've shot last
You are here alone you don't get a pass if they catch you it can mean your lifes packed
Im losing my confidence now Im feeling incompetent now
Is this what my life is about? No no
Got a gun in my hand and im trying to figure it out
Don't know what the commotions about
You ready?

Walking in quick and avoiding the shouts
Wouldn't help much if we started a crowd
Settle your things and scope out the surroundings
Got to be ready so bodies we count
Gauge the security and sum the amount
Tell me locations and how many outs
If we split up we meet up at the house
And if you get caught you don't open your mouth
Don't tell me you're backing out now you talked all that shit
To convince me you're ready to do this
There's not a point of backing out if i leave you here the others will render me useless
Sorry but i can't bounce i don't think i'm ready but i know i can't lose this
Gun shots them sounds scared everybody in the building no loose lips



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Writer(s): Keivan Ramos
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