9 Shots (Explicit)

Fifty fifty

Fifty fifty

Fifty fifty

Ferrari Ferrari

Ferrari Ferrari

Ferrari Ferrari

Shooter shooter

Shooter shooter

I was innocent then I ain't do no wrong

She said you mommy little man I said yep uh huh

She was everything to me when she came I just lit up

Sunday morning I was so sharp all did up

It was welfare hustlin' they killed her for that

The first shot bullet wound in my back

I'm f**ked up look at my sneakers I'm f**ked up

Now I'm on my own mommy gone

Sam said you a young boy why your clothes look so old

You don't need fish little ni**a you need a pole

You don't need no new kicks you need an O

Chop that bag it get right back at it

That touched me it hit me in my heart

I'm a hustler homie you was giving me my start

I am what I am Sabrina's only baby

Practicing in the mirror pulling out my 380

Oh man I f**ked up nana gonna kill me

Whenever sh*t can go wrong it always will see

Seven grams of coc*ine three grams of d**e

Saint Mary medallion hanging from my rope

Try to punk me and my gun smoke

Look I'm outta control my gun go

Off like it's legal call the cops you need to

Give 'em my description I ain't bullshittin'

My high school sweetheart love didn't last long

Niggas start flashing that bread and she was gone

That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then

My next girl was a pain in the a**

I got two shots left in case niggas try to get me

That's nine shots we just call it fifty

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us

Mama said mama said

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us

Then in came the landlord beef and the stresses

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us

Mama said mama said

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us

The d**e bought the sh*t the food stamps couldn't get us

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us

That's what mama said that's what mama said