Shot Me Down

Niggas shot me down

Niggas shot me down
Fuck niggas trying to clown
OK then hear this sound
Gave up on me fuck nigga you a clown

Three hundred on Gucci shades then you say you broke
Twenty nine at ya momma house nigga you a joke
If she get sick then yo bank account gon choke
Instead you on trips with me and can't afford a coke ha!
Yeah naaa buddy gotta go! Baby let 'em know
We don't make it but we take it
Looked around I am alone but forever in my zone
Niggas gave up but now we fuckin' on
Fuckin' on yo bitch cuz she love a good song
Don't care where you at cuz you always need a loan
I'm that nigga, Come at me wrong and I'm running one witcha'
Real strong figure
1v1 my thang
Thousands on tiktok yeah off the game, I be in the rain!
Throwing hands makin' lanes
See it ain't about the swang nigga it's about the brain
Word to Shikamaru Nara that's my fucking mane
Yeah you push a Benz, but you don't own a crib
Fuck up out my face, you a baby get a bib
You say what it ain't, I say what it is
Flew my momma out, while you asking yours for shit

Wish you would
Wish you could
Weak ass nigga
The little engine that could you bitch ass nigga
Nigga Nigga yeah nigga I can say nigga
Real nigga, family born in Tignall
Started out as slaves now we hustlin' makin waves
Comin' for the top in some real big ways

Whether we down or if we up
Just keep, the fuck up out the way
Why? Cuz we takin'
No fakin, no reparations, fuck your privilege we'll just come and take it
Through the music through the cool shit
We the blueprint, yeah, BBC you bitch ass niggas ain't gon do shit

GA lookin' real blue
Where the red
Ain't no red
Cuz it's on you
R.I.P. Ahmaud

Ninja World Records, tune in girl we steppin '
Miyagi is a reverend
Teachin' niggas lessons
ATL is home
Fuckin' on yo bitch cuz she love a good song
Love is built not found
Niggas shot me down
Fuck niggas trying to clown OK den
hear this sound
Gave up on me fuck nigga you a clown
Love is built not found
Earn that shit Win that shit
Show these niggas who you wit'
If you steppin all my niggas ready
Give us plates we heavy
Mike Jay and my nigga Mitch
We up in this bitch
free shows hope nobody snitch
Pass my broom if so
Quidditch tings
You already know
Yagi not a hoe
It's a go
Fuck you thought
Quit that typin'
It's on sight
We gon get you right

Niggas shot me down
Fuck niggas trying to clown



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell High
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