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GUNFIRE
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Booka600
Booka600
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darontez Mayo
Darontez Mayo
Songwriter
Ethan Hayes
Ethan Hayes
Songwriter
Sterling Reynolds
Sterling Reynolds
Songwriter
matthewfm
matthewfm
Songwriter

Lyrics

They start wars and forget who left behind Dark cloud over my city Ain't no way the sun shine Expecting us to do wrong They gon' say it's one of mine But who's to blame when honestly It's so much gunfire? This a risk when you out here tryna buy your first switch It's gon' cost you every time you don't know who to converse with I'm too busy thinking 'bout loses Wonder where I'm gon' fit Keep pointers, the only way you gonna make a Nigga miss Bro rich, he obligated to take care of the crib Tell him, "No" But the only reason just to see how he really feel Why diss him Then turn around and say you really miss him? I been so much on the mood This shit keep me out the mixture Can you vision on tha ward Laid out with a vixen Instead laid down on the curb Bullet holes throughout your tissues For instance when they say they love me I'll go out and listen They just pray you make it home But then the Devil wanna miss you That's a strike You the only one that stood up in that fight This a new day and age Where a snake get you a stripe No screen on the backdoor Bugs on the light I see you for who you are and the vacancy inside They start wars and forget who left behind Dark cloud over my city Ain't no way the sun shine Expecting us to do wrong They gon' say it's one of mine So who's to blame When honestly it's so much gunfire? I done switched up my attire Barely wearing all black They look at me like Michael Myers Different outlook on life I'm going and chase what I desire Sticks and stones'll break a bone But fuck with me like playing with fire Animosity in the hood Like they ain't come up from the diapers Ain't no such thing as good We all living through the wire Picking sides with my brothers The only time I'm being bias And my mind made up I ain't facing them indictments I ain't switch Call my phone If it's real then I'ma listen They can't wait to do me wrong So they can feel just like a victor And it's Christmas all year But I ain't the one that's getting gifts I done passed out so much money My bitch look like, "Why you tripping?" She don't understand the life That I lived inside the trenches One goal One mission You make it out but you ain't finished So many mouths to feed You don't look out They say you bitched And I'm proud of me I done did enough Did y'all mention? They start wars and forget who left behind Dark cloud over my city Ain't no way the sun shine Expecting us to do wrong They gon' say it's one of mine So who's to blame When honestly it's so much gunfire?
Writer(s): Sterling Reynolds, Ethan Hayes, Darontez Mayo, Matthew Manuel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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