Shooter lyrics

Part I

[Verse 1]
Yeah, my n*gga picked me up, my lil' deuce, had t'keep it tucked
We all knuckle-headed n*ggas with intentions to get us sucked
Into whatever get us buck, so then whatever get us butt
Or get you f*cked for f*ckin' 'round and lookin' like a walkin' duck or walkin' lick
See, I'm the wrong n*gga to run into, you b*tch
I'm with my man's, he got the whip, he got the play
I got the stizzy, every day, I'm facin' death
So when I see her, might give her a kiss
So why the f*ck you think I give a f*ck about
If you with your b*tch or you with your kids
You could be with Hov, you could be with JID
Better guard your lid, I don't givе no f*ck, n*gga
'Specially if I'on't f*ck with you
If I ain't get it out the mud with you
You just onе of these old f*ck n*ggas
And that's the mentality that I'm keepin' when I'm meetin' with your n*gga
All my n*ggas come from broken homes, so keep the peace
My n*gga, I keep the piece, my n*gga, just in case you think this sh*t is sweet
I keep my balance ten toes down, yeah, matter o'fact, yeah, run them beats
And don't you think 'bout tryna up it or the devil you gon' meet
This sh*t might burn my hands, but I'm gon' burn your chest
Now you can't breathe, n*gga
[Bridge]
The devil will come if you ask
The Lord can't go between the grass
The devil gon' come for your ass
When I got that fire on you-

[Verse 2]
And this the best sh*t that you heard from Atlanta thus far
And I'm this far from my sign in the city way on
Fresh out the motherf*ckin' pavement and stone
If I can go make it right now, on my mama
I'll probably be able to pay off them loans
I promise I'll get it and never look back
Keep my head on the game and it's stayin' attached
If only I had someone to believe in me
I know I could carry the world on my back
Man, I know I could make it, I know
And, in fact, if I place every dollar on me in the world
b*tch, we all could go buy as a crib and a gat
Flip the ho, and never touch a pack
Man, I know I could make it, I know
And, in fact, if I place every dollar on me in the world
Then I know I can get to wherever you at and then some
And never give it back

Part II
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Crazyman)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Crazyman)
(Crazyman, crazy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I ain't never had nothing, nothing to my name at all
When my n*ggas down bad, when my n*ggas need the bag
Best believe, I'm the one they gon' call
Muhf*cker, I'm the one, I'm the n*gga with the gun
I'm the only muhf*cker ready to air that b*tch out
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the-

[Verse]
I'm my big brother, n*gga
I'm the one that I'ma call to get involved when I'm p*ssed off to get you stuffed, n*gga
Ain't no fakin' tough, n*gga
Skinny, mini, never been a buck n*gga
Concrete in my gut, n*gga
Buy ass shots, now I'm the plug, n*gga
Now it's concrete all in her butt, n*gga
That ain't love, n*gga
That's just what the money does, n*gga
Yeah, learned that from Nudy
I paid that ho nails, cost the same as some Suby's
I [?] a chain, that ho dancin' like Uzi
Darkskin Chris Brown, I got seven exes, and all of 'em look like Karreuche
You keep f*ckin' 'round thinkin' this sh*t a movie
We comin' right to you, this Billy, not Boosie
[Chorus]
Yeah, I ain't never had nothing, nothing to my name at all
When my n*ggas down bad, when my n*ggas need the bag
Best believe, I'm the one they gon' call
Muhf*cker, I'm the one, I'm the n*gga with the gun
I'm the only muhf*cker ready to air that b*tch out
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the-
I ain't never had nothing, nothing to my name at all
When my n*ggas down bad, when my n*ggas need the bag
Best believe, I'm the one they gon' call
Muhf*cker, I'm the one, I'm the n*gga with the gun
I'm the only muhf*cker ready to air that b*tch out
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter
b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the shooter, b*tch, I'm the-