Shootas (feat. Itz YT)

Just be calm. When things are going well, be calm. Don't think you're on top of the

world in the sense you always got to be wary because I've seen it. I've seen

people come. I've seen people go. I've seen them come. I've seen them go. You got

to be chill. Just take what's good in your life and move forward cautiously and carefully and thank God that you have that

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

The one's that will go on a drill for me

Take the charge, state penitentiary

Can't let the devil get rid of me

Thank the lord for all of my enemies

The ones behind the computers

The ones that claiming they troopers

Think life is a game, no bloopers

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

Talkn loud when I'm speaking them facts

Got the pounds in the knapsack

Real gangstas having my back. The fuck happens to your body, that's crack.

I got new bench warmers

Can't wait to take care of all of you ****.

Big triggers mean big pistols. Can't wait to get rid of you ****

Matter of fact, I can't stand you ****.

I can't defend you ****.

How you explain you got the chain snatched and I can't father you ****

Small frame can you see the big picture.

Thinkn small, I'll get back with you.

Homie green like Tigger

I figure, that's right.

Spending money all in one night. **** bet it all in one fight

Shit went left cause we played his ass too nice.

Beat his ass up and his hoe got pipe

Buddy knew that hoe wasn't righteous.

Taxing, I'm raising my prices. Think shit sweet, I'm adding my spices

You bum over, you gon' see.

Not 3 I'm 50 Deep

Got the Mouseketool on me

Y N thuggin' in low B?

Pull up on me and you gon' Cee-kay

Scars all on my face.

Better have a whole plan before you step in my face

All I say is Suwoo and them killas on the way

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

The one's that will go on a drill for me

Take the charge, state penitentiary

Can't let the devil get rid of me

Thank the lord for all of my enemies

The ones behind the computers

The ones that claiming they troopers

Think life is a game, no bloopers

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

The one's that will go on a drill for me

Take the charge, state penitentiary

Can't let the devil get rid of me

Thank the lord for all of my enemies

The ones behind the computers

The ones that claiming they a trooper

Think life is a game, no bloopers

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

I don't need a shooter. I'm my own protection

Lonely nights undressing my depression

Praying for a blessing

Don't need a Smith and Wesson

Loading minor weapon

Fights for my reflection

Drawing lines to my conclusions

Trying to make connections

I started up and shifted gears

I started change directions

I can't forgive for them sins

If I can't hear confessions

And if you think you slime me out

You got the wrong impression

No way that we can talk it out

You got too much aggression

No room for your energy

I erase the BS from my memory

I left them behind due to tendencies

I'm needing my peace, my serenity

Look, can you tell I'm a soldier

Don't believe in the luck what's a clover

Can you point to a **** that's colder

Feel like Uzi, I'm moving my shoulders

Feel like Uzi, I just wanna rock

I'm cooking the Wayne Im the Rock

I'm lifting no way I can drop

Too groovy, no way I can stop

Stay dolo, I cut off the middle man

I don't have the heart to go kill a man

I'm bad, Im just like thriller man

I keep the blueprints to a bigger plan

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

The one's that will go on a drill for me

Take the charge, state penitentiary

Can't let the devil get rid of me

Thank the lord for all of my enemies

The ones behind the computers

The ones that claiming they troopers

Think life is a game, no bloopers

Thank the lord for all of my shooters

The one's that will go on a drill for me

Take the charge, state penitentiary

Can't let the devil get rid of me

Thank the lord for all of my enemies

The ones behind the computers

The ones that claiming they troopers

Think life is a game, no bloopers

Thank the lord for all of my shooters