Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

I don't know

Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?



I'm like damn

Did the homies set me up?

Cause we ain't really been talking much

I know that sounds sick

My thoughts dark as f**k

Like the barrel of the pistol I saw when he sparked it up

Prolly was mad as f**k when I walked out the hospital

Stupid ass motherf**kers

Thinking they was going to stop gizzle

Had my pops mad

My momma sad, my sister feel bad

My lil bro still mad

Somebody got to pay for that

My granny's prayers work

Cause it could've got worse

I'm talking pictures on the shirt

When the shots went off I thought the spot was deserted

But nah everybody in the spot was just nervous

I don't like that

Nah i don't like that we can't go right back

So many niggas ready to go

We can go war with Iraq

They knew the code to my gate

That was awkward

Answer this I got a million dollars



Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

I don't know

Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

I don't know

Who shot me?

Who shot me?



Maybe it cuz I f**ked Jamal bitch

And I knew if he found out

Her scary ass was gon tell him about my hideout

Yeah they really came to the front door

But luckily we had [?] [?] in this night out

Or maybe it was the nigga that I socked out

When he hit me first I shoulda been knocked out

All these maybe maybe maybe maybe's

I'm about to say f**k it and start squeezing without aiming

I got trust issues if I don't f**k with dude

My body language gon tell him I don't f**k with you

I can't sleep at night this shit unbomftable

Having nightmares of me coming for dude

Having a hard time putting together two and two

They was in a brand new truck

Somebody sent them dudes

They knew the code to my gate that was awkward

Answer this I got a million dollars



Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

I don't know who shot me

Who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

Motherf**ker who shot me?

I don't know who shot me

Who shot me?



Staring out the window

Smoking on this indo

Cuz I don't know who did it

But I know this

Bullets don't just go where the wind blows

And it always comes from up close

But they can't stand me tho



Like my mama asked this nigga

Like "Boy what's wrong with you"

Motherf**ker shot me, nah mama

None of these motherf**kers can stop me, nah mama

Just got to walk it off mama

Who shot me?

After all the wicked shit I did

I knew Karma was gon catch up with a nigga

(Hey nigga what you doing?)

Damn, I ain't know it was gon' happen like this

(Nigga watch out, nigga you ain't coming in here)

Some nigga really tried to set me up

I know shit get wicked in the street sometimes

Like I said "You never know when it might brack off"

But I guess God has some other plans for me

Cause that shit ain't stop me