People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Making moves on the streets cashing in the dough
Flu flamming through the city watch the money flow
Haters talking trash but we're busy with the mole
Two steps ahead ain't no looking for control
Rising up from the streets now we're living large
Flu flamming through the night shining like stars
Money talks louder than the haters from far
Playing on the field like swing sets or monkey bars
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
From rags to riches we've come a long way
Flu flamming through the struggle every single day
Haters in the rearview while they're standing gay
Staring at my neck like u werent yesterday
Grinding hard on the grind making moves smart
Making money through the hustle playing our part
Haters try to bring us down like they got no heart
If he keep playing gon be left dead in a tarp
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Street smarts got us where we are today
Flu flamming through the streets in every way
Haters talking nonsense but we're never stray
Only getting money as we're sitting on the bay
Money talks and we're fluent in the speak
Only getting high aint got time to go for reach
Haters gonna hate but we're busy on the beach
Two chains on they real so they never bleach
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Too much cash like they're playing with lots
Plot thickens but we're staying true to the plot
Every step we take someone's aiming for the drop
Everytime we walk someone's waiting for the pop
Money flowing like it's never gonna stop
Playing the game like we're holding the top spot
Enemies lurking but we ain't ever gonna drop
Only getting higher while they're stuck in the same spot
Creeping down the block and you know its getting hot
Bro was being stupid so we tied him to a knot
Getting to the top like the only thing we thought
Only getting money i dont do nun with thots
From dusk till dawn we hustle non-stop
Grinding every day no time for a flaw
In this game of life we refuse to be bought
Only chasing dreams with nothing to rot
Through the shadows we move every move well-thought
Facing demons head-on never backing off
Bound by brotherhood its tighter than a knot
In this cold world only the weak end up shot
OR3O.805 - Shots Lyrics
OR3O.805 - Shots Lyrics
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People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Making moves on the streets cashing in the dough
Flu flamming through the city watch the money flow
Haters talking trash but we're busy with the mole
Two steps ahead ain't no looking for control
Rising up from the streets now we're living large
Flu flamming through the night shining like stars
Money talks louder than the haters from far
Playing on the field like swing sets or monkey bars
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
From rags to riches we've come a long way
Flu flamming through the struggle every single day
Haters in the rearview while they're standing gay
Staring at my neck like u werent yesterday
Grinding hard on the grind making moves smart
Making money through the hustle playing our part
Haters try to bring us down like they got no heart
If he keep playing gon be left dead in a tarp
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Street smarts got us where we are today
Flu flamming through the streets in every way
Haters talking nonsense but we're never stray
Only getting money as we're sitting on the bay
Money talks and we're fluent in the speak
Only getting high aint got time to go for reach
Haters gonna hate but we're busy on the beach
Two chains on they real so they never bleach
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Too much cash like they're playing with lots
Plot thickens but we're staying true to the plot
Every step we take someone's aiming for the drop
Everytime we walk someone's waiting for the pop
Money flowing like it's never gonna stop
Playing the game like we're holding the top spot
Enemies lurking but we ain't ever gonna drop
Only getting higher while they're stuck in the same spot
Creeping down the block and you know its getting hot
Bro was being stupid so we tied him to a knot
Getting to the top like the only thing we thought
Only getting money i dont do nun with thots
From dusk till dawn we hustle non-stop
Grinding every day no time for a flaw
In this game of life we refuse to be bought
Only chasing dreams with nothing to rot
Through the shadows we move every move well-thought
Facing demons head-on never backing off
Bound by brotherhood its tighter than a knot
In this cold world only the weak end up shot
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Making moves on the streets cashing in the dough
Flu flamming through the city watch the money flow
Haters talking trash but we're busy with the mole
Two steps ahead ain't no looking for control
Rising up from the streets now we're living large
Flu flamming through the night shining like stars
Money talks louder than the haters from far
Playing on the field like swing sets or monkey bars
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
From rags to riches we've come a long way
Flu flamming through the struggle every single day
Haters in the rearview while they're standing gay
Staring at my neck like u werent yesterday
Grinding hard on the grind making moves smart
Making money through the hustle playing our part
Haters try to bring us down like they got no heart
If he keep playing gon be left dead in a tarp
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Street smarts got us where we are today
Flu flamming through the streets in every way
Haters talking nonsense but we're never stray
Only getting money as we're sitting on the bay
Money talks and we're fluent in the speak
Only getting high aint got time to go for reach
Haters gonna hate but we're busy on the beach
Two chains on they real so they never bleach
People out movie producers shooting shots
Getting too much money like f*ck it for the plot
Getting too much play like the Game Boy we got
Everywhere we go someone tryna get us dropped
Too much cash like they're playing with lots
Plot thickens but we're staying true to the plot
Every step we take someone's aiming for the drop
Everytime we walk someone's waiting for the pop
Money flowing like it's never gonna stop
Playing the game like we're holding the top spot
Enemies lurking but we ain't ever gonna drop
Only getting higher while they're stuck in the same spot
Creeping down the block and you know its getting hot
Bro was being stupid so we tied him to a knot
Getting to the top like the only thing we thought
Only getting money i dont do nun with thots
From dusk till dawn we hustle non-stop
Grinding every day no time for a flaw
In this game of life we refuse to be bought
Only chasing dreams with nothing to rot
Through the shadows we move every move well-thought
Facing demons head-on never backing off
Bound by brotherhood its tighter than a knot
In this cold world only the weak end up shot
Writer: Ariel Vasquez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid