Shots Off

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Shots Off
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 Shots Off
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 But
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You're throwing shots off, but ain't ready
 Why are you testing my patience?
 I've got a calm mind, but you're still trying to displace me
 I'm like (Unh)
 So prayed up, and I'm bathed, but
 Your heads down because I came up
 in my lane now, you're a stranger
 Where's your fame, bro
 Like (Unh)
 You look made up; play dough
 You can play crust, as I walk on
 With my watch on, you can play duck
 Shots off to you haters
 put a thousand in the bottom of a crater; Grand Canyon
 I'm so far gone, you look stranded;
 while I'm rolling with the Last Man standing
 I'm like (unh)
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 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
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 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
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 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 Way Up
 (Pow, Pow)
 Turn Up!
 But
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing.
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Way up
 Turn up
 When I'm winning, they're going to talk more
 When I'm failing, they're going to talk more
 If I'm bailing, they're going to talk more
 They're like busybodies doing talk shows
 And I'm still here, and I'm dining
 With the Lord
 Jesus' still shining
 You all are out here trying to rob me
 But I bob like I'm Italian
 I'm like (unh)
 When you feel it, you're feeling true hitters
 Because I'm one to Knuck
 Until you're ready to get it, don't come to my city;
 True healing is what I speak of
 What's Up?
 He say she won't work
 She say he wants dirt
 But I'm praying for the city
 Because the bitterness within it is crushing
 Hater, I'm bussing
 I'm like (unh)
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 Way Up
 (Pow, Pow)
 Turn Up!
 But
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing.
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Way up
 Turn up
 I know these speculators [are] talking, but
 Predicate my walk
 Base it on them 'two steps'
 Otherwise, you're trying to block me
 I'm looking at the cross; head down, praying softly
 You're in my crosshairs
 Brother, you shouldn't try to stop me
 Because, I'm like (unh)
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 (Pow, Pow, Pow)
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Shots Off
 Way Up
 (Pow, Pow)
 Turn Up!
 But
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing
 You can't be telling them nothing.
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
 Way up
 Turn up

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Duration
04:01
Key
8
Tempo
130 BPM

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