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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PsychoYP
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Ihua- Maduenyi
Songwriter
Jesse Mollett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jabani
Producer
Lyrics
Shooting the target
Being honest you couldn't start it
Wasn't ready, I done it regardless
Armed and ready, I'm flooding the market
Why these people they talking the talk
But don't wanna run up in this shit and park it
And if I go to jail, bet I told the judge
I just want to look like an artist
Now I don't understand some niggas
I just move like a brand my nigga
And I'm just going ham on niggas
In the booth, I just run up the figures
And I know that they talking the talk
But down on the gram, they running they fingers
I just go get a bag I'm winning
I'd be dripping in voss and linen
I'm surrounded by beautiful women
Got a whole damn horse in the engine
Got a whole damn Porsche for the brethren
I get paid offshore for the cheffing
There ain't shit that I like to do
When I write to you I'm like
Getting high in the afternoon it's like
Could the day be over?
Got me feeling like a deadbeat soldier
Yeah they hate, when I pull up in a rover (mm-hmm)
I ain't even know ya (mm-hmm)
Yeah I know she finna talk too much
So I pull out the super soaker (mm-hmm)
Yeah she make the kitty move for the boy
So I do up the ting like doja (mm-hmm)
Yeah, I already told ya
I get ranked like soldiers
Shooting the target
Being honest you couldn't start it
Wasn't ready, I done it regardless
Armed and ready, I'm flooding the market
Why these people, they talking the talk
But don't wanna run up in this shit and park it
And if I go to jail, bet I told the judge
I just want to look like an artist
Yeah, you know I've been
Shooting the target
Being honest, you couldn't start it
Wasn't ready, I done it regardless
Armed and ready, I'm flooding the market
Why these people they talking the talk
But don't wanna run up in this shit and park it
And if I go to jail, bet I told the judge
I just want to look like an artist
You can't have a gun, you're an artist
Still bought a blicky regardless
Molley be hanging with robbers
I was on lockdown looking at charges
I just wish I could be honest
Signing papers in an office
Lotta people, lot of pockets
I haven't had peace in the longest
I pop a pill and get silly
Feel like a demon went in me
Do me dirty, do you gritty
Many with me like 50
She on the telly like kelly
She got a man but she text me
Feelings and henny get messy
Henny and envy get deadly
No, thanks, I don't need your luck
Molley get cash, Molley double his cut
Get money and prosper
I pop a Molly I turn to a monster
She want a script then I turn to a doctor
Shooting the target
Being honest, you couldn't start it
Wasn't ready, I done it regardless
Armed and ready, I'm flooding the market
Why these people they talking the talk
But don't wanna run up in this shit and park it
And if I go to jail, bet I told the judge
I just want to look like an artist
Yeah, you know I've been
Talking the talk
But don't wanna run up in this shit and park it
An artist
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