Who Shot Me? Lyrics - Still Brazy - Yg

Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I don't know 

Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I'm like damn 

Did the homies set me up? 

Cause we ain't really been talking much 

I know that sounds sick 

My thoughts dark as fuck 

Like the barrel of the pistol I saw when he sparked it up 

Prolly was mad as fuck when I walked out the hospital 

Stupid ass motherfuckers 

Thinking they was going to stop gizzle 

Had my pops mad 

My momma sad, my sister feel bad 

My lil bro still mad 

Somebody got to pay for that 

My granny's prayers work 

Cause it could've got worse 

I'm talking pictures on the shirt 

When the shots went off I thought the spot was deserted 

But nah everybody in the spot was just nervous 

I don't like that 

Nah i don't like that we can't go right back 

So many niggas ready to go 

We can go war with Iraq 

They knew the code to my gate 

That was awkward 

Answer this I got a million dollars 

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Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I don't know 

Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I don't know 

Who shot me? 

Who shot me? 

Maybe it cuz I fucked Jamal bitch 

And I knew if he found out 

Her scary ass was gon tell him about my hideout 

Yeah they really came to the front door 

But luckily we had [?] [?] in this night out 

Or maybe it was the nigga that I socked out 

When he hit me first I shoulda been knocked out 

All these maybe maybe maybe maybe's 

I'm about to say fuck it and start squeezing without aiming 

I got trust issues if I don't fuck with dude 

My body language gon tell him I don't fuck with you 

I can't sleep at night this shit unbomftable 

Having nightmares of me coming for dude 

Having a hard time putting together two and two 

They was in a brand new truck 

Somebody sent them dudes 

They knew the code to my gate that was awkward 

Answer this I got a million dollars... 

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Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I don't know who shot me 

Who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

Motherfucker who shot me? 

I don't know who shot me 

Who shot me? 

Staring out the window 

Smoking on this indo 

Cuz I don't know who did it 

But I know this 

Bullets don't just go where the wind blows 

And it always comes from up close 

But they can't stand me tho 

Like my mama asked this nigga 

Like "Boy what's wrong with you" 

Motherfucker shot me, nah mama 

None of these motherfuckers can stop me, nah mama 

Just got to walk it off mama 

Who shot me? 

After all the wicked shit I did 

I knew Karma was gon catch up with a nigga 

(Hey nigga what you doing?) 

Damn, I ain't know it was gon' happen like this 

(Nigga watch out, nigga you ain't coming in here) 

Some nigga really tried to set me up 

I know shit get wicked in the street sometimes 

Like I said "You never know when it might brack off" 

But I guess God has some other plans for me 

Cause that shit ain't stop me