Shoota Man 2FeetBino

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[Chorus]
Shooter man, shooter
Shooter man, shooter man, shooter
Say shooter man, shooter man, shooter
Say shooter man, shooter man
Shooter man, shooter man
Shooter man, shooter man, shooter
Shooter man, shooter man, shooter
Say shooter man, shooter man, shooter
Say shooter man, shooter man
Shooter man, shooter man
Shooter man, shooter man, shooter

[Verse 1]
I know my brother ain't been the same
He want some clout, he want a name
We gon' put him on a t-shirt, nigga, I can make you famous
I'm like shooter man, shooter man, tell me why you do it
I'ma stand over that shooter man and ask him why he do it
Now I'm drippin' state to state, stay out my biz, stay out my way
I had a dream that I wasn't broke no more, woke up and I wasn't poor no more
Done cried myself to sleep, now I'm finally out the streets
I get to paid to rock the city, my bitch get paid to show her titties
I ask myself a million questions like, "Is this shit for me?"
I done asked God so many times like, "Is this shit for me?"
Nigga, you bleed like I bleed, we ain't scared of no beef
Spin his block for a week, yeah, watch, we can't even go to sleep