Isaiah Rashad - Shot You Down Remix (feat. Jay Rock and ScHoolboy Q) | Текст песни

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• Isaiah Rashad
• Shot You Down Remix (feat. Jay Rock and ScHoolboy Q)

I take a drag at the square
I feel anxious, spit dangerous
As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
Beer goggle and fear
Roll model so hallow
Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches
Road to the riches still paved with the ditches
Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night
I ain't these other niggas, cause these niggas is fake
They ain't popping shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
If I ain't meant to shine, beat me up in a rhyme spot
No crying til I'm in pine box
I got the bitches hittin Mikey like where Zay at?
Probably fuckin on her friend, probably LA at
Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at
Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that
Mama taught me better
Can't count on niggas, can't count on weather
Go figure nigga
They ain't worried about this cheddar
Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers
I don't feel them
Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chilling
Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em
I feel like talking my shit
Come in the house, acting friendly, you can suck my dick

[Bridge]
I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood
Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods
We don't wanna hear that weak shit, nigga speak up
Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper
You niggas hoes, you niggas hoes
And I ain't even trippin
Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas
Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley
Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me

[Hook]
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
I bang, I bang, I blocka
What you do now?
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No sensitive niggas, I shot you down
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No Hypebeast pussies, what you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now I bang, I bang, I blocka
Don't make a sound
What you do now?

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Everything takes time
Is you selling or you buying nigga?
Get rich or die trying
Yay yay on the stove
I had the choppers in the ? to come
Just a young nigga tryna get some hundreds
I had a little bucket
Yeah I rode it like a benz
Yeah I spent my little ends on that Butlass
Tell me who you trust
Look I got my faith in God cause these clown ass niggas all bustas
These niggas not Jesus, they ain't gonna die for you
And only time will tell what's gonna lie for you
It's funny right what a couple lies will do
But seeing is believing what defines the truth
I keep shooters on the wing when I'm riding through
And if niggas out of bounds they gon probably shoot
Cause killing is the hobby
Eastside niggas yeah we known for catching bodies
I used to have a deuce five riding on the trolly
On my way to school like dare nigga try me
Look, cause where I"m from I'm a blood on the nile
Surrounded by blue water, sharks all around me
Pigs on my ass, hoes tryna drown me
Niggas know I'm up so these haters wanna down me
Niggas know I'm king but they don't wanna crown me
It's okay, I ain't about to whine about
Look, a real nigga for real nigga now check it
I'm still here I'm still counting my blessings
With no chains on, with no rings on
Watching these fake rappers, getting my aim on
Pop a shot, kill em all, kill em all
And watch em fall like confetti, fuck em all
It's just me and my niggas taking over the game
And since I conquered this craft, nothing will be the same

[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]
Not a dollar on me, this home invasion a payday
Two time felon they jerking me on my pay rate
Slaving all these hours