I started getting greedy, hitting lick after lick//
Recruited some partners who wanted to get rich quick//
We four fly ass guys//
Got the thang on our sides//
We in the spot, about to run out with the cash//
Make it to the car and see the cops hot on our ass//
Driver smashed off, its a high speed chase//
Feeling like nascar, sweat pouring down my face//
We running red lights, side swiped a benz//
I'm starting to feel like this is the end//
I really mean it, I feel it in my soul//
Hit the curb and ran into a light pole//
I emerged from the wreckage, gun in hand//
The hammer goes slam, bullets go blam//
I was outnumbered, cops caught me in the head//
I died trynna chase that bread//
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