Raw Deal

Listen up, I got a story to tell
Live from New York, I got a story to tell
It’s not easy in this life of mine
Call my man up, ‘cause yesterday he told me money comin'
I got a spot with surveillance, I see what comes and goes
He told me meet him there in twenty, took the Range and drove
I hate driving so I gave the keys to Petey
When he drop me off I told him get a steak and cheese with loosies
Walked in the building, my man already there setting up
Gave him dap and went straight into my office waiting
I swear to God, fifteen minutes went by, I hit the buzzer
Looked in my camera to see who was comin', I thought nothin'
Then I seen him pull the mask on, eyes lit up
Grabbed the gat by the safe, already loaded it up
Gave my mans a heads up, already ready by the sala
Niggas coming to rob me but getting nada
As soon as they kick the door, I started blastin'
I see my man hit the floor, felt tragic
But I ain’t going out, yelling every time I let a shot off
You better kill me nigga, pop off, turn the lights off
I’m by the office door tryin' to creep
Feeling like Carlito in the bathroom and I have to pee
While Training Day playing on my flatscreen
Yo, yo, y’all niggas came to rob me?
Well fuck it, nigga, somebody dying!
Gotta make it count, but now I’m feeling I ain’t making it out
Been silent for a few, I know they planning shit out
Got a picture of my son, took a glance, wiped a tear and I’m blazin'
Not paying attention to who was there
Them niggas that tried to rob me must have dipped
And my homie that set the deal up, his body stiff
But I see another body not accounted for, sandwich on the floor
It was Petey, I forgot that I sent him to the store
Now I’m bugging, not knowing what to do
I said a hail mary for Petey but I’m hungry too
So I took the steak and cheese running down the stair case, fed up
‘Cause he forgot to ask for mayo and ketchup, stupid