LP Rambo - Shooter Dont take Pics lyrics

I can't decide if it's demons
Or what looking at me
My mama cried she can't see why
Her son never bout peace
She don't know I don't sleep cause
I keep thinking bout beef
My brothers lookin' up to me seen my
Lil bro play with my beam
I don't wear no tight jeans i'm
Gone keep tucking in my ting
Even my basketball just bling I
Named that basketball Billie Jean
It's young six im the murder king getting
New guns i'm still learning things
Ima overheat it I be burnin' things
I put that pussy boy in surgery
You know bout what I get into you
Tweak this way we leave you dead
I remember in them parties drinking
Moonshine out the keg
You go humpty choppa dumpty
How you like your scrambled eggs?
Most these motherfuckers out here can't even
Stand on they own legs
Pop a perc start seeing red
Start shooting anyone with dreads
Niggas helping get you up
Just to push you off the ledge
Lord get this evil out my head
Before them people feed me meds
If you ask me for some smoke put
On a grin and tell him "yeah!"
Out the bowl, scrape it clean
Maybe it's maybeline see that boy
Spray the ting cause niggas tried
To play wit' me
I don't fuck with niggas cause them
Niggas used to hate on me
Found out bro too hate on me, shake my head

Like oh you on some fake nigga shit
They gone tell you bout how I
Be on some gravediggin shit
I been eating I just thought to
Say my grace for the shit
With my niggas we just gathered up
And prayed with the stick
That's real nigga shit my
Shooter don't take pics
Driving through the city smoking
Reefa needle at the
End of the meter cause Young Veli speedin'
Yeah yeah
Nigga tweaking then that glizzy speaking
Don't give me a reason
I go demon shoot that shit a nigga dead dead

Representing for the lil' niggas I
Ain't with no chill niggas
Boy my homies do not go a week
And do not kill a nigga
I was on my dick in broski
House off fuckin pills nigga
Spit that shit that's real im bout
To pop a fuckin' seal nigga
Say my name you die I don't give
No fuck about your deal nigga
I don't really trust hoes take anything
Bitches might steal liquor
Better not move a fucking inch
We gone buss ya' head stay still nigga
Young Foolie with the fuckin' toolie I
Ain't sweatin' bout these lil niggas
Free my fuckin' cousin he locked
Up for them scams, nigga
Have my other cuz' blam niggas
Best choice to use hands wit' us
Heard you lost who ran wit' ya
I'd fuckin be damned nigga
Hot shit when I land nigga, Pop right up

Like oh you on some fake nigga shit
They gone tell you bout how I
Be on some gravediggin shit
I been eating I just thought to
Say my grace for the shit
With my niggas we just gathered up
And prayed with the stick
That's real nigga shit my
Shooter don't take pics
Driving through the city smoking
Reefa needle at the
End of the meter cause Young Veli speedin'
Yeah yeah
Nigga tweaking then that glizzy speaking
Don't give me a reason
I go demon shoot that shit a nigga dead dead