Uh yeah yeah

Gunshots

Uh grrrrrrrrr uh hot

Uh arf arf arf

The heat is on are yall really ready to fly

The heat is on are yall really ready to die

The heat is oonnnnn

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on high

The heat is on you know

The heat is on whats my next move

Do I stick with the score or get with the door

Feds got the drop in the back of the uhaul

Snipers on the roof chance of getting away too small

Tellem like this look its gonna be a shoot out

Whoever make it out meet back at the new house good luck

If I don't see you again peace

Lets handle our business with these government police

You and you go out the front you take the back

You cover the first two and I'll take the sack

Boomer didn't make it neither did stan

Now its three n***az splitin four hundred grand

Aight

We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit

The game is the same and nothin gonna stop it

Most times you make it one time you won't

All a n***a could really do is have a vest under the coat

Come on

Me and my two mans gave money twenty grand

For a scam they don't get the condo in the sand

And chances of gettin caught slim next to none

Now we like three deep need that extra gun

Bump into my man I remember from up north

I remember he had principles and wasnt nothin soft

Off with disgust just was slow and dizzy

Everybody got it aight lets get busy

Run up in the bank

Woman screams

Hit the deck

Yo bust money and get the keys off his neck

Come here

We on the clock three mintues until we finished

Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach

In and out duffle bag across the back

Extra large sports coat to cover up the mack

Feds they attack I spit lead out n***az spread out

Run up on a civilian in his car made him get out

High speed chasin racin through the streets

Deaths in the air I can taste it through the heat

My partners goin fast I don't think he's gonna last

And if he don't I'ma hit his wife with his half

But that's the type of n***a I am this ain't just rappin

I made it he didn't but ain't s**t happens

What can I do but go on livin

Fleein from the condo I go on a ribbon

Life goes on that might sound wrong but heeyyy

We all live by the rules of the game we play

Day to day death is a possibility

The way I play is a fist stops you from killin me

Its too hot to be in the heat cuz its on

Too hot to be in the streets so I'm gone

Go back to being discreet live long

'Til one day either me or the heat is gone

Come on