They Shooting

(It's not magic, but it looks magical) (DJ Bands, aw, man) They shootin', I made you look Three-twelve in 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