Skillet – The Resistance (Lyric Video)

The other day, hit da curb, do yo number, pick up money
God put my blessing in the hood I had to walk for it
Jumped off mama porch and hit the ground running
For me they clear the room make some space for the boss come
200 bands for some bands boy you better call me
200 bands for some bands boy you better call me
20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin’s
[Verse 1]
I just spent a day in the bay it was all good
Lil homie in the cut finger itching ready to off some
Canary yellow diamond got these niggas acting cautious
Momma told me she ain’t like me hanging with them people
[Hook]

Trap spot do that percs, sell that moll , smoke that reefer
And I rebulk every number with that money in my had
Turn up at the day party and kill ’em at the night show
I been knew, life was a gamble man, You know I’m sayin’
The other day, hit da curb, do yo number, pick up money
Uhaul van in the mall, me and what ya call it
Momma told me she ain’t like me hanging with them people
Jumped off mama porch and hit the ground running
[Hook]
Partner did 10 and he already wanna rob some

Trap spot do that percs, sell that moll , smoke that reefer
[Verse 2]
200 bands for some bands boy you better call me
[Intro]
My partner drove from holly grove to here to get them xan’s
20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin’s
Money can’t buy love ’cause this bitch ain’t even my type doe
Trap spot do that percs, sell that moll , smoke that reefer
[Hook]
Real nigga reunion I fuck wit ’em so iImight go
I just went to court and the judge let me walk for it
Money on the phone, money callin’ yeah I talk to it
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
Uhaul van in the mall, me and what ya call it
Money come up every other hour yeah I talk numbers
The other day, hit da curb, do yo number, pick up money
Momma told me she ain’t like me hanging with them people
He scary and he lying I can tell by how he talkin’
I can end a conversation quick like a off button
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
VVS’s they shining I got my number and I’m bout da
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
Back end count it up by myself before I walk thru it
Jumped off mama porch and hit the ground running

20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin’s
If you ain’t talk money over 100’s it ain’t bout nun’

Count that backend by myself and naw we ain’t lost nun’
Uhaul van in the mall, me and what ya call it
When robbing was a job I would do that shit from "9 to 4"
Need a new safe ’cause the money got a wall full
We all take a risk everyday, (laugh), but I ain’t trippin, I just gotta do this

Rapping easy I can do it "arm tied , eyes closed"
All about my business and my pockets nun’ but white folks