AMB - Nobody Get Hurt lyrics

Sometimes good people, they follow through hard times, this I know So I take from the rich and I give to the scrubs on the low The poverty reality I live, it's too cold This hunger, the anger, this hatred is just getting old So put the ski mask on my face now Hide my motherf**ing face Load up my granddad's gun Run up in richie boy's beach house And rob the f** outta everyone Rob from the rich and give to the poor Nothing can stop me, I'm out on the roll Children are crying and dying while you people laughing It's outta control, you know Body in the hole, keep that on the low Burning the way with the smoke I murder them all, I rather you eat when you broke sponsored links Than listen to one of these jokes I'm telling them all this is a stick up Don't nobody get up, nobody get hurt Watching them fall, might as well give up 'Cause I just lite up the whole f**ing work Peace out to the wrong, hello to the right I'll never be stopping to fight So we can be living just like some kings tonight Scrubbing it up but you're living the life Sometimes good people, they follow through hard times, this I know So I take from the rich and I give to the scrubs on the low Rich boys don't expect me to roll up I'm too cold standing on your front porch They hate me, I love it, I'm so quick out the door With the fortune to feed my fam now, enough for everyone Them richies understand now, the hungry man spill blood When you run along with hungry, all of my family, homies Nobody gonna be lonely, even if you don't really know me Pull out the guns, put one to your dome Robbing you for everything that you're own Take what we need and leave what we don't But I take it all and don't think that I won't You know I make them run, for the life they go no more You know I teach my son and daughter how I roll If I'mma stick with what you got, you know you don't deserve it Don't give a f**, you called the cops 'cause I know nobody's perfect Sometimes good people, they follow through hard times, this I know So I take from the rich and I give to the scrubs on the low Nobody move, nobody get hurt Sometimes good people, they follow through hard times, this I know So I take from the rich and I give to the scrubs on the low