Bryan pulled up body covered in black, He didn’t have a plan But a gat and a mask, Tryna find a way To come up with some cash, He Tossed the piece in the river And clothes in the trash. Next the Bitch is in the river Floating real fast He Walks into the bank said hands in the air, Put the money in the bag Or I’m killin you dear, Cop tried to stop ‘em’ Bryan said you got a problem Took a shot at the cop and capped him dipped out the back hopped in the truck, Jumped on the highway Yelling move bitch Get the fuck outta my way He was doing a buck, Weaving in and out of traffic Pushin his luck, Till he was tossed from the truck From the tree that he struck. He could hear 12 coming He saw the lights in the distance, Shot at the first cruiser with his 9 But he missed it, Cut through a back yard Like a man on a mission, Thinking if only the guard At the bank would’ve listened. Surrounded by the fuzz He knew he made a mistake, He thought of his wife And her smiling face, He reached for the gun That he had in his waist, Saw a flash and woke up Back in front of the bank.