Shots Fired - NoCap

I turn off the lights I cut off the wires When I close my eyes Disconnected and tired I see you I see you And I know you keep asking me flames and fire And I know you are done with me... It's shots fired I was wrong but I made it right You came begging day and night "I don't want to hit the bottom" Don't go out of your state of mind I've been counting 1 to 10, I'll be back when you'll be dead I click clack boom With my music again and again I see you, yeah, I see you go down I see you, yeah, I see you go down And I know, you keep asking me flames and fire And I know, you are done with me... It's shots fired I see you go down, yeah I see you go down I see you go down, yeah I see you go down Shots fired Ohh ohhh I see you go down, yeah, I see you go down I see you go down, yeah, I see you go down I know you keep asking me flames and fire And I know you are done with me... It's shots fired

Slow down I just heard a bunch of gunshots go off -- my sibling just left on her bike to go -- Oh my God, they're turning around and coming back Okay I'm hanging up, I'm hiding, bye-- Okay, m'am, how many shots did you hear? I don't know, I don't know, but they're coming back. I'm hiding We're being told by people here on the scenes, specifically the manager that a famous rapper was riding in that car when someone opened fire shooting at that car, that car crashing into that building. Police cleaning up the shell-casing markings that were here just a few moments ago. This is still under investigation" There was a rapidfire 9 or 10, 9 or 10 shots. You know, rapidfire with rapid succession and odd enough it wasn't a handgun, it was some kind of a rifle." Police have leads, but no strong description of the shooter or the shooters who appeard to have targetted South Florida based rapper Rick Ross as he drove down the street"

D hill, D hill Yeah, yeah, yeah Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga (yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah My wrist right (my wrist) Said, my bitch right (my bitch) My fit right (my fit) Keep a stick, right? (Keep a stick, nigga) Right, right, right, right Right, right, right, right Where they trappin'? We go spin it up Them niggas broke because of us That molly pink like pigskin Fuckin' on my bitch friend Got that Lambo' tinted (right) And put Dracos in it (right) Niggas, they was with me (right) I don't know what happened (yeah) I had to get rid of bitches, I knew they was choosin' I'm rich, so I'm to blame for everybody when they losin' She don't know a song, but she gon' fuck me 'cause I'm poppin' (right) Spent 20 up in Nieman's and I didn't plan on shoppin' (right) Your top in my lap, girl, it's a hat Call Tez, he'll dunk on 'em like Shaq Don't try and flex on me, get embarrassed I'm fuckin' snow bunnies in these carats Got all these rings on like I'm married Got all these Cuban links on my neck I got a cold heart in my chest I got an opp bitch in my bed Say that they with it, dodgin' on the low I put some new attachments on the pole We just gon' burn them bridges for them trolls Niggas done took my vision all along D hill, D hill Yeah, yeah, yeah Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga (that's fire) Yeah, yeah, yeah My wrist right (my wrist) Said, my bitch right (my bitch) My fit right (my fit) Keep a stick, right? (Keep a stick) Right, right, right, right Right, right, right, right Where they trappin'? We go spin it up Them niggas broke because of us (yeah) That molly pink like pigskin Fuckin' on my bitch friend Got that Lambo' tinted And put Dracos in it Niggas, they was with me I don't know what happened Niggas ain't right Bitches ain't right These niggas ain't right But my bitch right Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't right Yeah, yeah, bitches ain't right