Brody and Carson’s Life<Listening Lounge

Yeah, yeah

Brody and Carson

Plotting on a major move

Brody got the maps layout on the floor

Carson got the masks,

waiting by the door

Nineteen years old, feeling way too bold Sprinting through the lobby for

the silver and the gold

They hit the vault and they made it out clean Now they

living large like a movie scene Brody found a baddie,

slim waist, shaped right

Carson got one too,

dancing in the late night

(yeah, yeah)

Living the dream, but the run didn't last

Blue lights flashing, caught up with them fast

Handcuffs clicking, now they in the cells

No more big mansions,

just the prison bells

Ten years minimum, walking on the yard

Brody lift the weights,

Carson playing cards

Thinking 'bout the money and the girls they left behind

Just another memory locked up in their mind

(locked up)

Behind the concrete walls (ahhhh)

Brody and Carson