This is a song about "Shooting and killing"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Let em marinate, you forever late

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Made a living and a killing off it

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Snooping around and killing

Why not me the same thing

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

You don't want to be shooting for something, and them hold you back and they stand resented...