Shots Fired

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Right here next to me
 I'm still in love with them niggas
 They're right here next to me
 Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
 The was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
 Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
 I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
 Wake up in the morning, I thank God for blessing me
 The devil testing me, sittin' right here next to me
 He on the left of me, he cut me deep, I steady bleed
 They ask what's goin' on, and I'm so wrong, this shit creep
 To the patience, now I finally got my weight up
 They hate us, mad at us, they got my cake up
 They broke as fuck, they lookin' sad, they must ain't ate enough
 Them bitches slept on me too long, it's time to wake 'em up
 Mama taught me not to trust a soul, these niggas they gon' fold
 OG's told me, "'Fore you hit the road, make sure you grab the pole"
 Niggas changing on they brother, fall in love with these hoes
 All you got is yourself, but that's how this shit goes
 Wait out back, toe tag, bust his ass, body bag
 Since he talkin' out his neck, leave him stretched where he at
 Leave that nigga in the past, I bet he gon' be the last
 Had to take a bloodbath and I can't speak on that
 Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
 They was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
 Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
 I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
 They was sending me signs
 It was like Ray Charles when life was blind
 I remember them times, sometimes I wanna press rewind
 I'm drinking on wine, use double cup to ease my mind
 They know what's up, do this shit all the time
 Shoot it out in public, we bust that iron
 Bitch, we live like, "Fuck it", one of a kind
 I be on that up shit
 Y'all be on some fuck shit, so I don't really trust shit
 The game wasn't treat me right, but I still was in love with the bitch
 Sometimes I wasn't eatin' at night, 'cause I was out thuggin' and shit
 Gotta keep my heater tight, they wanna come step on me on sight
 Never been scared, leave both of these right
 They want me dead, won't be tonight
 Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
 They was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
 Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
 I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
 Wasn't treat me right, still in love with the bitch
 Wasn't treat me right, still in love with the bitch
 Wasn't treat me right, still in love with the bitch
 Wasn't treat me right, I'm still in love with the bitch
 Homicide, homicide, niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
 Homicide, homicide, niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
 So why you lyin'? Why you lyin'? Stop cryin', stop cryin'
 Why you lyin'? Why you lyin'? Stop cryin', stop cryin'
 

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Duration
02:54
Key
1
Tempo
153 BPM

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