Hit the bank

Kontagious

Kontagious

Yeah

Yeah

Hit the bank when I'm out and about with the Mac

You empty the safes, the vault as I stand with a mast

If not, we killin' you to fed the state and the task

We got them K's and 50's and rockets so fuck it, we blast

Kickin' in doors, tell the teller get low

Cameras all watchin' but I'm movin' too cold

Bag full of hundreds, that shit never fold

We out in 60 seconds like the devil took hold

Sirens in the fuckin' distance but we already gone

Burnin' plates on the whip, we was rollin' too strong

Tossed the straps in the damn river for the sun to rise

Still got gunpowder sittin' in my bloodshot eyes

Mask on tight, heart beatin' like thunder

Life in the fast lane, draggin' that hunger

Prison couldn't change me, crime's my religion

Came out the cage with a clearer vision

Mask on tight, heart beatin' like thunder

Life in the fast lane, draggin' that hunger

Prison couldn't change me, crime's my religion

Came out the cage with a clearer vision

Got locked up, judge slammed that fuckin' gavel

State blues on chain gang, hard fuckin' gravel

Fightin' in the yard, no trust, no real friends

Only steel in my hand when the beef, it won't end

Years in a cell, hear the metal gates slam

Dreamin' bout the streets and the next big fuckin' plan

Read law books by day, liftin' fuckin' weights by night

But in my heart still itchin' for that gunfight

Talk to real fuckin' O.G.'s who ran a gang before me

Learn tricks of the trade, how to stack like a fuckin' O.G

Time flies slowly, but the hate grows a lot quicker

Shakin' the torpedoes while it mines sharp

Trigger finger slicker, so fuck it

Mask on tight, heart beatin' like thunder

Life in the fast lane, draggin' that hunger

Prison couldn't change me, crime's my religion

Came out the cage with a clearer vision

Mask on tight, heart beatin' like thunder

Life in the fast lane, draggin' that hunger

Prison couldn't change me, crime's my religion

Came out the cage with a clearer vision

Now I'm out, parole papers in my back fuckin' pocket

But the streets callin' loud and I can't fuckin' stop it

First week free, hit a lick on a semi-truck

Couple thousand in the fuckin' duffel, now I'm back in luck

See a bank down the block, deja vu

And my head can't stop, so I won't stop

Same black mask, same heat, infrared

Bust through the door, nobody move or you dead, whore

Tell her piss in her cell while I'm countin' the fuckin' bread

This ain't Hollywood, ain't no happy ass ending, now you're dead

This is blood on the floor, steel barrel

I'm sendin' feds on my trail, but I play that ghost

Disappear in the night with the ones I trust most

Yeah, I been to the pen, I done time with the killers

But I'm back in the streets with the robbers and dealers

This life chose me, I ain't never gon' change

Till I'm dead in the dirt or locked up in them chains

This is blood on the floor, steel barrel

I'm sendin' feds on my trail, but I play that ghost

Disappear in the night with the ones I trust most

Yeah, I been to the pen, I done time with the killers

But I'm back in the streets with the robbers and dealers

This life chose me, I ain't never gon' change

Till I'm dead in the dirt or locked up in them chains

This is blood on the floor, steel barrel

I'm sendin' feds on my trail, but I play that ghost

This is blood on the floor