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letra de shots off - corey mills (rapper)

pre-chorus:

(pow, pow, pow)
shots off
(pow, pow, pow)
shots off
(pow, pow, pow)
shots off
(pow, pow)
but

beginning chorus:

you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing

verse one:

you’re throwing shots off, but ain’t ready
why are you testing my patience?
i’ve got a calm mind, but you’re still trying to displace me
i’m like (unh)
so prayed up, and i’m bathed, but
your heads down because i came up
[i’m] in my lane now, you’re a stranger
where’s your fame, bro
like (unh)
you look made up; play dough
you can play crust, as i walk on
with my watch on, you can play duck
shots off to you haters
[i’ll] put a thousand in the bottom of a crater; grand canyon
i’m so far gone, you look stranded; while i’m rolling with the last man standing
i’m like (unh)

pre-chorus:

(pow, pow, pow)
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
shots off
(pow, pow, pow)
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
shots off
(pow, pow, pow)
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
shots off
way up
(pow, pow)
turn up!
but

chorus:

you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing. (2x)

turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
way up
turn up

verse two:

when i’m winning, they’re going to talk more
when i’m failing, they’re going to talk more
if i’m bailing, they’re going to talk more
they’re like busybodies doing talk shows
and i’m still here, and i’m dining
with the lord
jesus’ still shining
you all are out here trying to rob me
but i bob like i’m italian
i’m like (unh)
when you feel it, you’re feeling true hitters
because i’m one to knuck
until you’re ready to get it, don’t come to my city;
true healing is what i speak of
what’s up?
he say she won’t work
she say he wants dirt
but i’m praying for the city
because the bitterness within it is crushing
hater, i’m bussing
i’m like (unh)

pre-chorus:

chorus:

you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing. (2x)

turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
way up
turn up

bridge:

i know these speculators [are] talking, but
predicate my walk
base it on them ‘two steps’
otherwise, you’re trying to block me
i’m looking at the cross; head down, praying softly
you’re in my crosshairs
brother, you shouldn’t try to stop me
because, i’m like (unh)

pre-chorus:

chorus:

you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing
you can’t be telling them nothing. (2x)

turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
turn me all the way up, way up, way up, way up
way up
turn up

- corey mills rapper

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