Shooter
They tellin' lies, nigga, I give you the truth
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Bang, nigga i'm outside, go ahead and pursue
Leavin' they mouth wide and they ready to truce, I don't do shit for the numbers
I don't do shit when you wanna, I only do shit for the moment, gotta admit
I only do shit on my lonely, yeah, I'm a loner, Just leave me the fuck alone
Lil' bitch i'm a stoner, I light up whatever I'm growin'
Got half of this shit in the bag I wake up and finish this shit in the mornin
Run it that money machine, I count it up, yet I stash don't flaunt
Where the cash at workin' this shit, like it's the fifth of the month
Where your ass at lurkin' n shit, won't you come sit in the front
Just livin' out, purpose n shit, just me, you, and a blunt
Tryna live life perfect n shit, that ain't the shit that I want
Nah, that ain't the shit that I need, success, yeah, I need it like I gotta breathe for it
Grindin', I pray to God, when I pray to God, shit, I'm on my knees for it
Learnin' my lessons, all the dumb shit I sowed, yeah, I reaped for it
I'ma go mexican, shit'll get spicy, yeah, I'll take the heat for it
You niggas in chaos, shit, I'll be the recourse, Don't fuck around
Push me to the edge, shit i'll be the C4 Nigga blowin' up, order my shit on the net
A nigga don't see stores, straight off the porch, did it with faith, shit, I took a leap for it
Uh, uh, They tellin' lies, nigga, I give you the truth
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Ready for class, I'm takin' you niggas to school
Already a class of my own, I'm passin' the shit to myself, it's you
Confetti'll fall, let's celebrate, nah, none of this shit ain't new
Talkin' loud on the internet, knowin' none of this shit ain't you
Shit, half of y'all I already read, none of your shit ain't blew
Stashed half a mil' cash in that bed, I don't play by the rules
Put half of that in the bank, stay duckin' them niggas in blue
I don't fuck with you niggas, ain't cool, ain't no love for you bitches and fools
Shit life is a bitch, I just fuck her and give her the tool
You likely to switch, I don't trust you, I give you the deuce
I'm high as a bitch, off the Za, and I give you the juice
I'm just trying to be rich, till I die, n till then I'll pursue
Yeah, uh, They tellin' lies, nigga, I give you the truth
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Ready for war, sniper, I sit on the roof
Ain't playing no games, I aim at you, aimin' to leave a lil' hater a poof
Let him disappear, shit is a blur, shit
Let's get it clear, shit is absurd
Y'all out of pocket, you aint fuckin' with a rocket, nigga, it's a missile here
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Bang, nigga i'm outside, go ahead and pursue
Leavin' they mouth wide and they ready to truce, I don't do shit for the numbers
I don't do shit when you wanna, I only do shit for the moment, gotta admit
I only do shit on my lonely, yeah, I'm a loner, Just leave me the fuck alone
Lil' bitch i'm a stoner, I light up whatever I'm growin'
Got half of this shit in the bag I wake up and finish this shit in the mornin
Run it that money machine, I count it up, yet I stash don't flaunt
Where the cash at workin' this shit, like it's the fifth of the month
Where your ass at lurkin' n shit, won't you come sit in the front
Just livin' out, purpose n shit, just me, you, and a blunt
Tryna live life perfect n shit, that ain't the shit that I want
Nah, that ain't the shit that I need, success, yeah, I need it like I gotta breathe for it
Grindin', I pray to God, when I pray to God, shit, I'm on my knees for it
Learnin' my lessons, all the dumb shit I sowed, yeah, I reaped for it
I'ma go mexican, shit'll get spicy, yeah, I'll take the heat for it
You niggas in chaos, shit, I'll be the recourse, Don't fuck around
Push me to the edge, shit i'll be the C4 Nigga blowin' up, order my shit on the net
A nigga don't see stores, straight off the porch, did it with faith, shit, I took a leap for it
Uh, uh, They tellin' lies, nigga, I give you the truth
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Ready for class, I'm takin' you niggas to school
Already a class of my own, I'm passin' the shit to myself, it's you
Confetti'll fall, let's celebrate, nah, none of this shit ain't new
Talkin' loud on the internet, knowin' none of this shit ain't you
Shit, half of y'all I already read, none of your shit ain't blew
Stashed half a mil' cash in that bed, I don't play by the rules
Put half of that in the bank, stay duckin' them niggas in blue
I don't fuck with you niggas, ain't cool, ain't no love for you bitches and fools
Shit life is a bitch, I just fuck her and give her the tool
You likely to switch, I don't trust you, I give you the deuce
I'm high as a bitch, off the Za, and I give you the juice
I'm just trying to be rich, till I die, n till then I'll pursue
Yeah, uh, They tellin' lies, nigga, I give you the truth
Gotta end up on top, yeah nigga i'm on the roof
I'm ready to die for it, gotta gimme the loot
Comin' straight off the top, shit i'ma be ready to shoot
Ready for war, sniper, I sit on the roof
Ain't playing no games, I aim at you, aimin' to leave a lil' hater a poof
Let him disappear, shit is a blur, shit
Let's get it clear, shit is absurd
Y'all out of pocket, you aint fuckin' with a rocket, nigga, it's a missile here
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Writer(s): Chris Stowe
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