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erick rush - shot callers lyrics

(for my shot callers)

(verse 1)
i always wanted to be a boss
i always wanted to be a shot caller
back when lil’ troy was going “back to ballin”
i plotted getting me a biashara
bila shaka now i got it poppin
man i come far from the dungeons
i got a full stomach, still i feel the hunger
da man bout to shut down the buffet
big homie told me the golden rules
he with the gold makes all the rules
don’t make -ssumptions, you’ll make all of us fools
on the stand make an honourable move
my first impression was impressive
now i’m f-cking sh-t up with my second
i stood my ground when n-gg-s tried to finesse me
got me f-cking sh-t up for protection (somebody bless me)
they always told me that the top comes with a lotta stressin
so im topping up on this sess
popping up at random gotta leave em guessing
i barely read my sms’s
i barely got time this semester
i’m rising, i’m shining, i’m grinding, i’m get’n it

(bridge)
d-mn, i ain’t seen mom in a minute
been a while since i been in my city
one time for the g’z in my city
two times for the hustler’s calling the shots
and the n-gg-s there from the beginning

(chorus)
all i wanted was to hit a lick, it started off innocent
then a young n-gg- got into sh-t
took the dirt off my shoulders got rid of it
now i’m bout my hustle bringing business in
playin’ fifa how i’m finessin
global hood p-ss membership
cops come, i don’t remember sh-t

i mediate and then i get to the buddha
(shot callers on the phone with the moola)
picked up a package, know what to do wit it
(shot callers on the phone wit the movers)
hit up ya n-gg-s, go make it happen
(shot callers on the phone wit the juugers)
when sh-t is cracking, n-gg-s get to clappin
(bet a shot caller on the phone with the shooter)

(verse 2)
all my forefathers were shot callers
mama said i’m next in order
i hit the booth let em press record
lay some sh-t down you can’t ignore
then i’m out the door
if you ain’t down, whatchu standin for?
boy you n-gg-s ain’t got no heart
i don’t even know where to start
tryna be the man, you don’t know the art
i don’t even know when i started
i remember old heads told me
“grab fate by the waist pull it towards me
you ain’t gotta chase it, pull it to ya
n-gg-s tryna hold you back, pull em forward!”
now i’m on it, its 7am in the morning i ain’t even yawned yet
some n-gg-s been at it for the longest
i’m like, how the f-ck you ain’t on yet?
i remember my n-gg- hit me wit a pack
i was like, “f-ck i’m gon do wit all that”
but i did it, still made it happen, i’m get’n
still ain’t seen mom in a minute

(bridge)
been a while since i been in my city
one time for the g’z in my city
two times for the hustler’s calling the shots
and the n-gg-s there from the beginning

- erick rush lyrics

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