Lyrics Shooter - Bizzle, V. Rose

Shooter

The lie that money makes everything okay
But the more I see the change, the further away
I get from the word I claimed, i was tryin' to pray
Nobody could beat the game, I was tryin' to play
Best decision ever made, Jesus have your way
Come into my life and take, all my pain away
I’ll talk to your people if you tell me what to say
Let your Spirit tell me, exactly what to pray
I was on the grind for the loot (skrrrrtt)
I fell into the loop, My prayers hit the roof
Now I’m on the grind for the truth
Let’s take a moment to, send prayers through the roof
Like a shooter
(Bang, Bang, Bang)
I’m a Shooter
(Bang, Bang, Bang)
I send a prayer up for everybody listening
I never stop but I still pray for everybody wishin'
I’m praying for that dope dealer listening while he whippin'
Prayin' nights he make it right.
He really hate the life he livin'
That fiend, he pitchin' too.
He had to celebrate to get it
The child of that fiend woke up and his bike was missin'
I pray for the teacher dealing with these kids we raisin'
Give them patience and the strength it takes to keep forgivin' daily
All these teens growing up facing different temptations
Put your word down and picked up U2's misinformation
For every child raised by a racist
Let them not be influenced by the hatred
And never know it
I was on the grind for the loot (skrrrrtt)
I fell into the loop, My prayers hit the roof
Now I’m on the grind for the truth
Let’s take a moment to, send prayers through the roof
Like a shooter
(Bang, Bang, Bang)
I’m a Shooter
(Bang, Bang, Bang)
If you’re going through
Shoot prayers through the roof
Shoot prayers through the roof
Like a shooter
I was on the grind for the loot (skrrrrtt)
I fell into the loop, My prayers hit the roof
Now I’m on the grind for the truth (truth)
Let’s take a moment to, send prayers through the roof
Like a shooter (Bang, Bang, Bang)
I’m a Shooter (Bang, Bang, Bang)