YG - Who Shot Me? lyrics

Who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? I don't know Who shot me? Motherf**er 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 f** Like the barrel of the pistol I saw when he sparked it up Prolly was mad as f** when I walked out the hospital Stupid a** motherf**ers 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 n***as 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 Who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? I don't know Who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? I don't know Who shot me? Who shot me? Maybe it cuz I f**ed Jamal b**h And I knew if he found out Her scary a** 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 n***a 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 f** it and start squeezing without aiming I got trust issues if I don't f** with dude My body language gon tell him I don't f** with you I can't sleep at night this sh** 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… Who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? I don't know who shot me Who shot me? Motherf**er who shot me? Motherf**er 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 n***a Like "Boy what's wrong with you" Motherf**er shot me, nah mama None of these motherf**ers can stop me, nah mama Just got to walk it off mama Who shot me? After all the wicked sh** I did I knew Karma was gon catch up with a n***a (Hey n***a what you doing?) Damn, I ain't know it was gon' happen like this (n***a watch out, n***a you ain't coming in here) Some n***a really tried to set me up I know sh** 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 sh** ain't stop me