Shooters

They don't want no problems
Want no problems

I hang with shooters
I finesse and maneuver
Don't get get found in a sewer
Buss a jugg like I'm scooter
I just fucked on a cougar
This 40 on me a Ruger
Clip as long as a rumor
It'll blow off a Madula
Yeah

I'm just tryna get to the money
Imma chase chicken everyday
I just listen to the truth
Ion listen to what nigga
Don't got a bag
You use in the way
I just fucked a bitch that go to state
Mike Tomlin drawing up a play
Touchdown put it a safe
Freaky ray had the jag
Drove that now
I need a wrath
Blow good woods to the face
Beat a case in different state
Had a good lawyer for the case
Money make ya problems go away
Every night before I sleep
Cuz niggas out here dying everyday

We live life like the army
No man leave behind
I just boo with my bousins
Blow wood at the beehive
We fucked up
Down bad
Told my niggas we'll be fine
One day we gone shine
Poppin shit when it's War time
My city like Gotham
And the police don't come
Ambulance come late
Niggas doa
Uncle fighting a fed a case
Uncle doing life in the state
From the jungle see it in my face
I'm tryna make it out this place

Money money money
That's what I need
Niggas full of envy and greed
Knock ya ass out think you creed
Got a family I gotta feed
Nigga selling crack selling weed
Robbing any nigga just to eat
Niggas tryna be like big meech
But everybody hating in the D



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Writer(s): Antwan Green
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