Who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

I don't know, who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?



I'm like, "Damn, did the homies set me up?"

Cause we ain't really been talking much

I know that sounds sick, my thoughts dark as fuck

Like the barrel of the pistol I saw when he sparked it up

Prolly was mad as fuck when I walked out the hospital

Stupid ass motherfuckers, thinking they was going to stop Gizzle

Had my pops mad, my momma sad, my sister feel bad

My lil bro still mad, domebody got to pay for that

My granny's prayers work cause it could've got worse

I'm talking pictures on the shirt

When the shots went off, I thought the spot was deserted

But nah everybody in the spot was just nervous

I don't like that, nah I don't like that, we can't go right back

So many niggas ready to go, we can go war with Iraq

They knew the code to my gate, that was awkward

Answer this, I got a million dollars



Who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

I don't know, who shot me?

Who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

I don't know, who shot me?

Who shot me?



Maybe it cause I fucked Jamal bitch and I knew if he found out

Her scary ass was gon tell him about my hideout

Yeah they really came to the front door

But luckily we had something fatter than this 9 out

Or maybe it was the nigga that I socked out

When he hit me first I shoulda been knocked out

All these maybe maybe maybe maybe’s

I’m about to say fuck it and start squeezing without aiming

I got trust issues if I don’t fuck with dude

My body language gon tell him I don’t fuck with you

I can’t sleep at night this shit unbomftable

Having nightmares of me coming for dude

Having a hard time putting together two and two

They was in a brand new truck, somebody sent them dudes

They knew the code to my gate that was awkward

Answer this, I got a million dollars



Who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

I don't know, who shot me?

Who shot me

Motherfucker who shot me?

Motherfucker who shot me?

I don't know, who shot me?

Who shot me?



Staring out the window

Smoking on this indo

Cause I don’t know who did it but I know this

Bullets don’t just go where the wind blows

So I'm looking under my nose

And it always comes from up close

But they can’t stand me though



Niggas ain’t do no damage though

Nigga bounced up that muthafuckin' hospital

That same night, walked that shit off

Like a motherfucker gangsta is posed to, nigga, feel me

Like my mama asked this nigga

Like “Boy what’s wrong with you”

Motherfucker shot me, nah mama

None of these motherfuckers can stop me, nah mama

Just got to walk it off mama

Who shot me?

After all the wicked shit I did

I knew karma was gon catch up with a nigga

(Hey nigga what you doing?)

Damn, I ain’t know it was gon' happen like this

(Nigga watch out, nigga you ain’t coming in here)

Some nigga really tried to set me up

I know shit get wicked in the street sometimes

Like I said “You never know when it might brack off”

But I guess God has some other plans for me

Cause that shit ain't stop me

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