STORY

STORY - NF

Lyrics by：Tommee Profitt/Nate Feuerstein

Composed by：Tommee Profitt/Nate Feuerstein

Woke up in a bad place

Should probably get up so I'm not late

Stared at my phone for the past eight

Minutes at nothing my head aches

Bottles empty by the lampshade

I'm out of Excedrin again great

Too early to tell but at this rate

I'm thinkin' this might be a bad day

I walk out the bedroom my roommate's

Asleep on the couch with her two-faced

Boyfriend who lives here but don't pay

A penny for rent but he still stays

She says he's broke I'm like "No way"

Probably sells d**gs but she won't say

Tell me he dabbles in real estate

I mean I don't believe it but okay

Okay pull out the driveway

Notice my gas tank's on E again well of course it is

Guess I probably should stop at the gas station

So I take a right pull up to the pump

While it's pumpin' I look at my ashtray

Then remember I need to get cigarettes

Cigarettes

Anything that help my mind state

So I park and walk inside wait

I should probably get somethin' to drink and eat I guess

So I find and grab a couple bags of chips

Where's the candy aisle

Oh yeah here it is

Which one should I get

Should I grab the Starburst or

Change it up and maybe grab the Twix

Mm grab the Starburst and I started walkin'

As I passed the garbage and I reach the fridge

I hear someone yellin' at the front of the store

Probably just a homeless guy getting bored

Probably just a customer whose card

Didn't work and now he wants to start a war

Man I can't afford to

Keep buyin' energy drinks every day I shut the door

Then turn around and as I'm headin' towards the counter

With my drink I hear "Hey open up the drawer"

Crouching on the floor

Peek around the aisle gun is on the fore-

Head of the man that's behind the counter

Now my heart is poundin' and I'm prayin' to the Lord

I don't die today I can't die today

I got things to do tryin' not to shake

Plottin' my escape where's my cellphone at

Left it in my car icing on the cake

I start crawling I can hear him yellin'

"I want every penny I want every dime"

Yeah

"Once you finish with the cash

Open up the bag throw some cigarettes inside"

Yeah

"Which ones do you want

Which ones do you want"

"I'm not picky give me any kind

Give me all of 'em yeah just toss 'em in

Keep it movin' on I'm runnin' low on time and

I'd advise you to move a little quicker

Trust me I don't wanna have to pull the trigger

I done it before it's not a pretty picture

What you don't believe me

I'm just playin' with you

Well no I'm not no I'm not

Just do what I say

'Cause if you even think of tryna pull a fast one on me

Promise you'll be sorry

Oh my driver's callin' I can't miss my pickup"

That's when I did somethin' stupid

And my jacket knocked over a can of soup and then

It got quiet did he hear me movin'

Shh

Hold my breath he must've heard me do it huh

I'm assumin' the

Noise must've made him turn his head enough

To let the guy that was at gunpoint grab his own gun

Now they both got weapons

Maybe I should help him

Sneak up slow and deck him

Time to go time to go time to go

It's gon' be a bloody miracle

Now or never God if I had any blessings

Coming in my future could you send 'em to my present

Peek around the edge and I start runnin' at him

He don't see me comin' does he

Steppin' closer

Grab his neck and hold him squeezin' on his throat

I'm tryna choke him then his elbow hits my nose and

Think he broke it I think he broke it my

Blood is leakin' all over my clothes I try

Not to let go

But my hands begin to slip and bullets start to fly

Can't see out my eyes

Cashier still alive

I can't tell I'm tryna crawl away here comes another guy

He runs inside like "Where's the money

Did you get the money

Where's the bag you brought"

Ayy

"I don't know I think it's still behind the counter

Prolly by the cashier I just shot"

Ayy

"Who's this on the floor

Who's this on the floor

"I don't know" "Well did they call the cops"

He runs up to me then he grabs my shoulder

As he flips me over then my jaw drops 'cause

I thought his voice sounded real familiar he's

Got a mask on but the shirt he's wearing

Is the same one he had on this morning

Starin' in my eyes I know he knows I know embarrassed he

Stands above me and says "Sorry Erin but

I don't have a choice" he holds the barrel up

To my head I scream "You can't be serious"

He shakes his head and says "I'm sorry" then the gun

Get down get on the ground

Cashier yells to ask if I'm okay he's dialing 911

I run over to him grab his phone and try to help him up

"911 what's your emergency"

"It's been a robbery the cashier was shot he needs an ambulance

He looks kinda pale I think he might've lost a lot of blood"

"Okay help is on the way anybody else been injured"

"Yeah the robbers there were two of 'em"

"Can you tell me their condition

Are they still alive"

"Well I'm not really sure but they don't look so good

I'm pretty sure they're dead

Yeah I think they're dead"

"Alright take a deep breath

Everything's gonna be okay you're gonna be alright"