Letra de They Shooting - A Boogie wit da Hoodie

(It's not magic, but it looks magical)

(DJ Bands, aw, man)

They shootin', I made you look

Free 12 and Montana, I just paid they books

Highbridge the neighborhood, but we the label, look

Started off with too much money, we was labeled crooks

Look, they wanna see me just crash

My Glock holds seventeen, give me a reason to blast

I'm not your typical nigga to turn to a rat

I'm not gon' eat the cheese, that ain't a part of my craft

The Glock loaded, I'm focused

I'm gon' expose it, I'm not trollin'

Mad love for my gang, they my bros, yeah

Guarantee to pass it to me if I'm open

My dogs, my bros, they get down like war

Paint the scene red, once you get that green light, go

My soldiers, wipe your nose, yeah (Wipe your nose, yeah)

Make a nigga big mama touch her toes, yeah (Woo)

Ride my wave, yeah, like the surf, yeah

Maybach, smokin' dope behind the curtains

You're not loyal, I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect)

I'm not for you, you're not Birkin (You're not Birkin)

Let a nigga play, I send him up to Virgil

Off-White shit fly, okay, I heard you

Credit card unlimited, I wanna splurge on you

Hit it in my car and I can still smell the perfume

I don't wanna be uncertain

I was a dog on a leash, until you heard me

I wish I knew I'd make thirty M's before thirty

Tryna make it out, niggas in the street tried to murk me

Put the cotton blue on the Lamborghini, no Murciélago

I'm in a Bentley stayin' ten toes 'til my time go

I don't know who shot you's

But you think I know 'cause you know how my block do (You know how my block do)

They shootin', I made you look

Biggest rapper in New York, yeah, I made the books

Workin' even though I'm splurgin', no vacations took

Workin' even though I'm splurgin', ain't I?

You like money more than you like me, ain't it?

You think you so loyal, you know I'm rich, so I'm invited, ain't I?

Must be an artist, all the blocks we painted (Artist, all the blocks)

Steppin' on shit like we rollerskatin' (I been on shit lately)

Look, I can never make a bitch my wife if she know I'm famous

She want my love just to leave with half the shit it came with

I know I'm wrong most of times, can you teach me how to--

How to love 'cause just fuckin' with these treeshes ain't it

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart

They just wanted to fuck, couldn't never figure out

How to love

But you still wanna see me in it

Tell me how really you feel, girl, all you gotta do is say it (Look)

They shootin', I made you look

Biggest rapper in New York, yeah, I made the books

Workin' even though I'm out splurgin', no vacations took

Workin' even though I'm out splurgin', ain't I?

I'm tryin'

I've been tryin' the whole time

I never not been tryin'

You know when y'all think I'm not doin' shit

I'm tryin' shit behind the scenes

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