Bullets Lyrics – Meer 2x
Singer: Meer 2x
Title: Bullets
Bullets, i’m all by myself
A n#gg# ain’t trappin’ or nothin’ for real i been doin’ somethin’ different and building my wealth
Just got a scope for a new arp, he been dissin’ on me like he seekin’ for death
I be having some issues so i just be pouring the mud he just drank from the top of the shelf, (stupid)
Y’all stay on my dick go and get you some money
He think he a killer boy don’t let him boost up your hate, if you come over here you a dummy
Riding the {?} we doin’ them hits out the honda, we traded it in from a junky
We sеrvin’ exotic, i call up the plug with the p’s and hе shippin’ them things cross the country
Black
Doin’ that dissin’ and cappin’ all over the net only making us get on your #ss
And i probably won’t pick up a pack ’cause i don’t leave the crib while i’m making the racks that i get
And i can’t even keep up with all of the sh#t i’ve been buying and none of the racks that i’ve spent
I’m playing it smart, but i’m guessing he thinking it’s cool so just wait on the hit that i sent
We been doin’ this sh#t since a youngin, don’t get it confused i remember them houses we hit
I’m from the streets, either you give or you take, put your life on the line for the sh#t
I was never in school, i was skippin’ and smokin’ on {?}, ’cause he just wasn’t showin’ me sh#t
You hatin’ on me ’cause you losin’
They speak on my name, but they ridin’ ’round bumpin’ my music
I don’t never cap in my music
If you sparkin’ some smoke, i’ma show you i’m livin’ my music
And you better off killing me, ’cause if i live through the sh#t, i’ma come back with something to prove
And i don’t lift a finger, i call up my shooters to do it and make sure they makin’ the news
My life like a movie, this real as it gets
I seen 12 hit a {?}, so i’m switchin’ the {?}
Thinkin’ ’bout robbin’, you high as a blimp
2 glocks let’s go, we ain’t shootin’ to miss
And i get disrespectful and piss on your dead homie grave ’cause apparently that’s how i feel
n#gg#s drop out of college and just bought a porsche when they had ’em a scholarship playin’ the field, (stupid)
Bullets, i’m all by myself
A n#gg# ain’t trappin’ or nothin’ for real i been doin’ somethin’ different and building my wealth
Just got a scope for a new arp, he been dissin’ on me like he seekin’ for death
I be having some issues so i just be pouring the mud he just drank from the top of the shelf, (stupid)
Y’all stay on my dick go and get you some money
He think he a killer boy don’t let him boost up your hate, if you come over here you a dummy
Riding the {?} we doin’ them hits out the honda, we traded it in from a junky
We servin’ exotic, i call up the plug with the p’s and he shippin’ them things cross the country
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