Lyrics:
'Cause I could be your one and only
We can get heavy on it all night, all night, all night
Shoot into the sky until we're too bright, all night, all
arrows shoot for you
(Ooh oh) my arrows shoot so true
(Ooh oh) these arrows shoot for you
(Ooh oh) my arrow shoots so true
Hell yeah, I just got paid it's
please stay true
What you gonna do yeah my arrows shoot for you
Ooh oh my arrows shoot so true
Ooh oh these arrows shoot for you
Ooh oh my arrow shoots
Shoot him again 'cause I can see his soul dancing
Shoot him again 'cause I can see his soul dancing
I'm gonna miss this place
If you give it
your goal
Listen to your heart
There's no time to lose
The hardest part is
What you gonna chose
Don't shoot a poison arrow
Through your own heart
singing to a chorus of one tonight.
Well, you know it's too late
And we don't shoot straight.
Yeah, we take it to the streets with our heads held high,
goal
Listen to your heart
There's no time to lose
The hardest part is
What you gonna chose
Don't shoot a poison arrow
Through your own heart
they make a sound
(NO) We ain't backing down
(NO) we ain't repping them
Get 'em? We got 'em
(Pick 'em up, pick 'em up)
Shoot 'em? We shot 'em
(Understand
to a chorus of one tonight
Well, you know it's too late
And we don't shoot straight
Yeah, we take it to the streets
With our heads held high
A riot
mean to brag, but I be like, "Put it in the bag," yeah
When you see them racks, they stacked up like my ass, yeah
Shoot, go from the store to the booth
Look
I coach yutes from my city, I'm Jackson
And I make plays, just numero uno
Outside tryna step where you go with my young boy that shoots
mama, uh)
And you know this lil' nigga ain't goin' for nothin'
'Cause my uncles taught me to shoot back
And my cousin, he told me to shoot first (go)
you dumb, I'm dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I'm dumb too
Who dat, who dat? Opposition never shoot back
Gucci crew neck, Balenciagas, call me
I said I'm moving like a soldier move
My bitch is unapproachable
When I shoot my Uzi man
I do that lil' shoulder move
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Break
(chandelier)
You ain't got to get close to see 'em (see 'em)
Niggas talking out they lip (they lip)
I see 'em, I shoot 'bove the rim (baow)
These niggas know
all eyes (Sure you stay all eyes)
Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain't no nigga cross the line (No)
Told her I ain't got no mistress, but I know she think
Playin' with them rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah
Screamin' wrong or right, shoot a nigga in the face, yeah
Nigga out of line, we gon' put 'em in
time with them robbers
We all play with them choppas, we shoot this shit at yo' mama
Smokin' on dope, clutchin' my pole, hollerin', "Bitch, you want
love I ain't got it
(Never tell niggas I love I love I ain't)
Off of them drugs, he boot up
You run in the club, he shoot up
I come from the mud,
popped with the rubber bullet
Trey-pound, got it in my name now, I'ma shoot it
Uh, maybe this round two
Government cinematic, American drive-through
bitches who be doin' the most
Screaming fuck the system 'til they free all the bros
Shoot a thousand, bet a thousand a row
If it ain't a thousand, then
I set it (Take')
Shoot for my niggas like Belly (shoot)
Shoot for my niggas like Belly (baow)
Ice tray, young nigga flooded (ice ice ice, yeah)
be the same niggas slug me
Love when Steve got it 'cause I know that boy like Curry
Shoot somethin'
How you 'round me always broke, don't wanna do
what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?
So what?
Got a 30 round clip and that bitch like 20 ounces like a cup
Try your luck, yeah
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