what am thinking in my mind you can never understand some shit wanna feel me bad but i get into a good track, some people wanna tell me what to do but sometimes it in double what you reason lt less google i gonna do one or two all the bitches are the fool get money to go to school no money for the book i think am gonna do yahoo it raining i think it cool it weather for two what you mean what you think people think i have money but into me am sink let me sing out the rhymes i know you feel the beat it low it glo you can never get the info cause it fine like barca logo dey cry like baby bobo still wanna dance like poco street dey para den they forgo Donnie pulled up body covered in black, He didn’t have a plan But had a gat and a mask, Tryna find a quick way To come up with some cash, Toss the piece in the river And clothes in the trash. He walked into the bank He said hands in the air, Put the money in the bag Or I’m killin you dear, Guard tried playing hero Donnie showing no fear, Took a shot at the guard And watched him slump in the chair. He dipped out the back And hopped in the truck, Jumped on the highway He was doing a buck, Weaving in and out of traffic He was pushin his luck, Till he was tossed from the whip 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.