On the Run (From the Mafia)

Lyrics

[Intro] Money, money, money Money makes the world go 'round Oh shit, they fucking found me!! (Gunshots) Fuck! (More gunshots, tire cars screeching, drives away) [Verse 1] Ayo, I'm on the run from the mafia Stealing cash thinking "what the fuck is stoppin ya?" The Glock is tucked For any motherfucker who wants to run up on me with a small army Leave your skeleton looking like motherfucking Paul Harvey Well that was a big mistake The fucks told me that the stripped and rape my wife with all the pigs and jakes I got the clips and tapes, gonna use it for blackmail Gotta do crack sales to fund, and I don't wanna go back to jail son So here is what I'm gonna do Sell the drugs to the chinese, what do I gotta lose? If I die, I can have my brothers leak the documents I gotta stock on clips in case I have to deal with cops and shit I get inside the purple mazda I'm a moving fucking target but nobodies gonna bother I get to the deal with all the shit in tow They think they hitting low, but that is what I'm hitting fo' And after all of this, to calm my nerves, I gotta go get some dro [Interlude] They got the shipment (What?!) They got the whole shipment (I want that son of a bitch dead, I don't care....) [Verse 2] It went off without a hitch So much money, that I don't have to worry about shit But right now I got one problem On my way to the airport, with my pistol cocked son I looked both sides and they shot through my windows In the course of the chaos I dropped all my endo Shit, I gotta hurry up and jet Cause right now, you gotta know I'mma flurry up a sweat But when I'm out, I'm gonna look like Steph Curry on a jet Those motherfuckers cut me off at the intersection I got the Black Smith and Wesson, gonna teach these stupid fucks a lesson I pull out and I caught one in the stomach I shot them all down, and watched as their bodies plummet My car seat is blood red So much fucking bloodshed; it's overkill, enough said So now I gotta stop the bleeding [Interlude] I want that son of a bitch dead!! [Verse 3] I gave the guns and stash to my brother And siphoned cash right to my mother Cause I gotta check into the Medical center Right near my intestines because that is where the bullet entered And I will not survive the night I'd rather thrive and write, but now I'm seeing shit like a motherfucker lava light I meant lamp, shit; and everytime someone speaks, it sounds like fucking sanskrit Everything is so bizarre, the world is turning to fast and I almost crashed my car Every event is out of order, life flashes before my eyes Now I'm afraid that I'm gonna die I collapse on the sidewalk I get pushed into Emergency, they don't wanna see me die in chalk All the sudden I blacked out Dreamt about pulling the mac out, and going inside a crack house I know I'm gonna be killed though, I woke up And saw a mafia assassin with a motherfucking pillow [Outro] (Sounds of pillow smothering & a flatline)