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Shot You Down
Isaiah Rashad Lyrics
Shot You Down Lyrics
Shot You Down by Isaiah Rashad
I take a drag of the square – I feel anxious, spit dangerous
as the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
Beer, goggle, and fear; role model so hallow
Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them b**ches
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 poppin’ shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
If I ain’t shinin’, beat me up in a rhyme spot
No cryin’ ’til I’m in a pine box
I got the b**ches hittin’ Mikey like where Zay at?
Probably f**kin’ on her friend, probably LA at (WHOO)
Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at (WHOO)
b**ch 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 (nah)
Ain’t trying to be no freshman, I’m chillin’ (nah)
Cause they’ll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em (BAP)
Me and my niggas is hungry, we’re willing (BAP)
to bring a little ho to the +Party+ and Meek Mill ’em
Yeah, I feel like talkin’ my sh*t
Come in the house, acting friendly, you can suck my dick!
I’m prayin’ 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 sh*t, 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 laughin’ to the bank and ridin’ by these niggas
Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley
Put the hood in the f**kin’ trunk and bring the party with me
[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad – singing]
I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down
Now, your brain don’t have no conscious, ay – what you do now?
Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down
Now, I bang, I bang, I blocka, ay – what you do now?
Ol’ b**ch ass rappers, ay, I shot you down
Ol’ sensitive niggas, ay, I shot you down
Ol’ b**ch ass rappers, ay, I shot you down
Ol’ hypebeast pussies, ay, what you do now?
Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down
Now, your brain don’t have no conscious, ay – don’t make a sound
Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay – what you do now?
Now your brain don’t have no conscious, ay – what you dodon’t make a sound
Haha – b**ch!
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