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headshot - crm (au) lyrics

[intro]
uh, (47 shots)
frrah, frrah, frrah
yeah, muhf*ckin’ headshot
uh, ahem!

[chorus]
b*tch, i’m a veteran in this game
’cause i’ve gone too far with this sh*t, now i can’t stop
i’ma keep runnin’ sh*t ’till my legs crossed
i just gamble ’till i hit the jackpot
nowadays, motherf*ckers be soft
but i ain’t like them, i go harder than bedrock
they keep firin’ these shots in their songs
i advise, don’t make me leave yo ass with a headshot
[verse 1]
i don’t ever shoot any strays
if the bullet’s meant for you, you gon’ know right away
i keep one in the chamber, beretta on the waist
just in case anyonе of you wanna play
i don’t wanna hear a single word you gotta say
if i k!ll any bystanders, that’s just yo fatе
don’t come around when i blow up, you’ll be too late
b*tch, i’ve been crm since 2008
think i ain’t got precision, i got the aim with the scope
motherf*ckers really think my sh*t is lame, that’s a joke
i can’t believe y’all even got the nerves to hate on your bros
but as soon as i get famous, they start raisin’ a toast
you best believe i’m gon retire from this game when i’m old
keep spendin’ all your money, soon you gon’ be famous and broke
y’all used to switch up on me, you was breakin’ the code
but in the end, there’s really no debate, i’m the goat
turn the key, and fire it up
if you not forward with me, please back it up
‘cause i stay on the grind, and you stay wastin’ time
i swear you just trippin’, go head and pack it up
what’s up? what’s the motherf*ckin’ problem?
ain’t a mathematician, but i’ma solve ‘em
haters leavin’ voicemails, don’t wanna call ‘em
i be globetrottin’ sh*t, shout out to harlem
lined up in a row, they ain’t even in my column
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m a veteran in this game
’cause i’ve gone too far with this sh*t, now i can’t stop
i’ma keep runnin’ sh*t ’till my legs crossed
i just gamble ’till i hit the jackpot
nowadays, motherf*ckers be soft
but i ain’t like them, i go harder than bedrock
they keep firin’ these shots in their songs
i advise, don’t make me leave yo ass with a headshot

[verse 2]
i’ve been through the ringer a hundred times
how the f*ck you don’t realise the signs
too fast for you to understand these lines
used to have those lows and highs
they keep tellin’ me stolen lies
ap wrist, i got frozen time
they really don’t understand this is just the beginning
now, this sh*t’s in overdrive
no one can stop me
f*ck all the top tens, b*tch, i’m top three
every since i got this taste of fame
all the haters say that i get too c*cky
always told you i was goin’ at high speed
can’t say i’m overrated, nah, hardly
once i make it, gon’ buy a ferrari
pull up with your b*tch at the afterparty
i’m not sorry
[interlude: crm]
bruh, you don’t realise
i’ve been saying this exact sh*t for the past 8 months
and y’all only starting to believe it now
it’s only startin’ to come true now
i knew it was gonna happen and y’all doubted it
i’m takin’ over this game
there’s nothin’ you can do about it, man

- crm au lyrics

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