"50 Cent's Shooter" lyrics
Don't do me like Mac Miller or X
Don't so me like nip or peep
If you ain't fuck with me when I'm alive
Stand on that shit when I leave
Red cells from mom
I might got blood clots from dad bruh
I was getting scanned when they told me the India records going platinum
I was in the CAT scan like my mom was
We ain't grow up around guns, I turn around and all my guys got one
I am so focused on death I am so fucking ready for a problem
Ask my hematologist if I give a fuck what a song does
Ask my rheumatologist if I give a fuck what a song stream
Come to Massachusetts and ask about the guys behind me
Two hours my nose bleed
I might give my doctor a Rolex
I am not the same lil kid who wrote up code red
All of my women see through me
Me and Jeanine are becoming like Homies
Everyone else looking for opportunities
Playing a character looking like Druski
I'm getting bigger I be in the gym
My manager just wanna see me get healthy
Crushing a adderall with a hotel key
Manager saw me I said it was creatine
Who the fuck, who the fuck can I blame?
I blame Ye for bringing the Jew out in me
Blame Wayne, the amount of pussy I eat
Blame big Pharma for bullying me
Blame Nic for the shit I put in my teeth
Blame Em, for being obsessed with Kim
cuz that's how I am with Jeanine
Man who the fuck
Who the fuck can I blame?
I blame Brooke for tryna make Nat a hater
Blame Ashley for the cash I gave her
Blame Lindsay for my addict nature
Blame Courtney for the introduction of pills
I wrapped in wrapping paper
Rappers wanna sneak diss me
I hear the shots they missed me
Nothing worse than a almost 40-year-old trying to be trendy
Throw in the fucking towel, you got a son, be a good father
There's no way that kid respect you trying to dress cool tryna be popular
This ain't high school no rewinding
Money don't make you highness
All of them gay jokes make us wonder what are you hiding?
When you was in high school it might have felt cool bullying the young ones
These days we don't fuck w bullies cuz we know where it stems from
Just cause your dad ain't love you that is no excuse to be like that
I got a real big pet peeve with men who barely had a dad
And they still blaming him for their own qualities they fucking lack
Ask my mom how dad did me, I still learned how to be a man
Shout out Millyz and Bia's camp
Massachusetts got real demand
Moufy taught me put 3s in hand
Cousin Stizz had my high school lit
Daily battle with my mind and dick
I fuck a bitch but I don't like the bitch
These comments say I'm on drugs and shit
Nobody knew I was fucking sick
I didn't even wanna talk about this shit
But y'all wanna know my life, right?
Tokens looks so tired, that's a joke, but not in my life
Pink is better my dad died
My last album, my mom's mom
I turned in this album, the same day, my manager's dad bruh
I hate feeling like bad luck
I'm tryna be happy when cash come
I'm tryna be happy with platinum
Hard to be happy, I'm Dad's son
Eminem dropped my name if that was y'all, y'all would've milked that
But that man saved my life when I was 7 I can't forget that
I'm talking to Trill, Lamar, Zaafir, like yo how can I give back?
I can't be one of these white motherfuckers blowing just a dip rap
I can't be one of these clowns who only wanna work with big acts
16 features and I paid for none, can you say that?
Never made a song I ain't wanna make, can you say that?
Promised Mom I'd give 400K, can you say that?
They say how can you talk bout dad like that after he's through?
No matter how hard it is to say, I just value the truth
I just value my mom and how she raised me through my youth
Cause I was eight, praying that she don't end her life when she want to
My sister called me while hallucinating I said please don't move
Only grew up with women so I could never treat women like you
I've met some rappers with their arm around a girl like they're in love
The second that they leave the room, he cracking jokes bout how she fuck
That made me wonder if this rap life's meant for me or am I tweaking?
But I'm so supposed to be here, It just took me time to peep it
I hope I ain't leaving
Don't so me like nip or peep
If you ain't fuck with me when I'm alive
Stand on that shit when I leave
Red cells from mom
I might got blood clots from dad bruh
I was getting scanned when they told me the India records going platinum
I was in the CAT scan like my mom was
We ain't grow up around guns, I turn around and all my guys got one
I am so focused on death I am so fucking ready for a problem
Ask my hematologist if I give a fuck what a song does
Ask my rheumatologist if I give a fuck what a song stream
Come to Massachusetts and ask about the guys behind me
Two hours my nose bleed
I might give my doctor a Rolex
I am not the same lil kid who wrote up code red
All of my women see through me
Me and Jeanine are becoming like Homies
Everyone else looking for opportunities
Playing a character looking like Druski
I'm getting bigger I be in the gym
My manager just wanna see me get healthy
Crushing a adderall with a hotel key
Manager saw me I said it was creatine
Who the fuck, who the fuck can I blame?
I blame Ye for bringing the Jew out in me
Blame Wayne, the amount of pussy I eat
Blame big Pharma for bullying me
Blame Nic for the shit I put in my teeth
Blame Em, for being obsessed with Kim
cuz that's how I am with Jeanine
Man who the fuck
Who the fuck can I blame?
I blame Brooke for tryna make Nat a hater
Blame Ashley for the cash I gave her
Blame Lindsay for my addict nature
Blame Courtney for the introduction of pills
I wrapped in wrapping paper
Rappers wanna sneak diss me
I hear the shots they missed me
Nothing worse than a almost 40-year-old trying to be trendy
Throw in the fucking towel, you got a son, be a good father
There's no way that kid respect you trying to dress cool tryna be popular
This ain't high school no rewinding
Money don't make you highness
All of them gay jokes make us wonder what are you hiding?
When you was in high school it might have felt cool bullying the young ones
These days we don't fuck w bullies cuz we know where it stems from
Just cause your dad ain't love you that is no excuse to be like that
I got a real big pet peeve with men who barely had a dad
And they still blaming him for their own qualities they fucking lack
Ask my mom how dad did me, I still learned how to be a man
Shout out Millyz and Bia's camp
Massachusetts got real demand
Moufy taught me put 3s in hand
Cousin Stizz had my high school lit
Daily battle with my mind and dick
I fuck a bitch but I don't like the bitch
These comments say I'm on drugs and shit
Nobody knew I was fucking sick
I didn't even wanna talk about this shit
But y'all wanna know my life, right?
Tokens looks so tired, that's a joke, but not in my life
Pink is better my dad died
My last album, my mom's mom
I turned in this album, the same day, my manager's dad bruh
I hate feeling like bad luck
I'm tryna be happy when cash come
I'm tryna be happy with platinum
Hard to be happy, I'm Dad's son
Eminem dropped my name if that was y'all, y'all would've milked that
But that man saved my life when I was 7 I can't forget that
I'm talking to Trill, Lamar, Zaafir, like yo how can I give back?
I can't be one of these white motherfuckers blowing just a dip rap
I can't be one of these clowns who only wanna work with big acts
16 features and I paid for none, can you say that?
Never made a song I ain't wanna make, can you say that?
Promised Mom I'd give 400K, can you say that?
They say how can you talk bout dad like that after he's through?
No matter how hard it is to say, I just value the truth
I just value my mom and how she raised me through my youth
Cause I was eight, praying that she don't end her life when she want to
My sister called me while hallucinating I said please don't move
Only grew up with women so I could never treat women like you
I've met some rappers with their arm around a girl like they're in love
The second that they leave the room, he cracking jokes bout how she fuck
That made me wonder if this rap life's meant for me or am I tweaking?
But I'm so supposed to be here, It just took me time to peep it
I hope I ain't leaving
