Shoot For Love

Yeah, that's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, that's all, baby

Ayy, baby, you do things, I don't ever want new flame
Same old young nigga came out of Charlotte, but I'm doin' new things
I've been ballin' like Flu Game, took her heart just like Boonk Gang
Way too much in my catalog for you to have it all, now that's true game

Let this hoe run my mind for the longest, nigga, that's true pain
We don't conversate now, make it hard to talk like I got a toothache
Now my heart in the cold, I don't want nothin' but the fuckin' blue face
New bitch she came with a bag, she keep the lipstick by the mags
Run up on me and her, we finna blast

That's all, baby, that's all, baby
Shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby

I'm finna tell it raw, baby
No flaws, baby, I throw it up on the wall, baby
That's all, baby
I gotta get out the city city, I know they all hate me
Feel like Kodak, I got tunnel vision, so that shit never faze me,

But that shit happen every day
I ain't sayin' it's okay, I'm just sayin' I'll be okay
I ain't new to the game, dawg, I know just how niggas play
And they wanna play in my face, so I gotta make niggas pay, yeah, yeah, yeah,

You a nerd in your hood, I'm the cool cat
FN bullets they knockin' your tooth back
I got your little bitch toppin' me off
Cause I'm doin' everything you lack

I walk in the room smellin' like boof pack
She all on me, this hoe need to move back
Got the forces, they white like some new crack
Put a beam on the nine, I'ma use that

Told me she got a man, she could lose that
I'ma beat up the kitty, abuse that
Oh lil baby got ocean? I cruise that
With the squad, I'm bringin' my crew back

Smokin' Za, you puffin' on two blacks
In the car with Leak, ridin' with two gats
Scope on the chop if a nigga shoot at us
Be damned if I miss when I shoot back

Same thing with her love, that's all, baby
Shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby, shoot for your love, that's all, baby
That's all, baby

Baby, you do things, I don't ever want new flame
Same old young nigga came out of Charlotte, but I'm doin' new things
I've been ballin' like Flu Game, took her heart just like Boonk Gang
Way too much in my catalog for you to have it all, now that's true game

Let this hoe run my mind for the longest, nigga, that's true pain
We don't conversate now, make it hard to talk like I got a toothache
Now my heart in the cold, I don't want nothin' but the fuckin' blue face
New bitch she came with a bag, she keep the lipstick by the mags
Run up on me and her, we finna blast



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Writer(s): Saadiq Horton
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