1000 Shots

Yeah Aye You tell me be one hunnid' Ima keep it real Another youngin' with a dream I know how you feel Put a thousand shots up Yeah I know the deal I came up round da Ville Still counting to a milli A rider since a youngin' When I popped my first wheelie Was silly with my cousin Chasing hoes by the dozen I had to steer clear When my feelings start numbing I turned, start thumbing Green bills til it's excess Grind weighing heavy Like I'm feigning for a chest press Still a marathon I told coach f*ck a leg rest I rep that real grind You couldn't hold me with a bed rest Shit you'll find find out When I die out Seem like they talk the most about you When ya folks cry out Always stayed true Never label me a sell out I was on the move I told ma I took the mail out Then it's back to school Either that or get the hell out Seen homies on it too Other homies had to bail out Or strapped up, gun out 50 round for fun now Seen him on the news Claim he tried to do a run down I just played it smooth Built my numbers Check the stat sheet When they ask who grinding Man them niggas better at me Ball still in the trunk Shit I used to be an athlete I was running trains plus Laps at the track meet Ahead of my game Course some bitches wanna track me Circle tight knit I got brothers that can back me No matter what's the time Either driving or the backseat Nigga this the Ville I can peel off down a backstreet Uh We on survivor mode Tryna get it right shit I been on the graveyard Working on a night shift Looking in the sky Praying that he hit the light switch Taking all my shots I ain't stressing what I might miss Yeah And I don't miss 1000 shots