Shot My Baby
Staring out my window
Pistol in my palms
Tears soaking my pillow
As I write this song
I caught my lady being untrue
Oh what was I supposed to do
Oh no
I had to prove myself a man
'Cause clearly she don't think I can
Oh no
Singing yes
I shot my baby down that day
Singing yes
That nigga too he stole my place
(Shot down, shot down
My baby was shot down)
Step inside the room I still have dreams about it
What did I see
His arms are wrapped around you like he's been about it
I couldn't believe
Expression that I never seen you wear before
Clothes that I bought strewn on the floor
Finally I close the bedroom door
Headed downstairs to the kitchen drawer
Saying yeah
I shot my baby down that day
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
Singing yeah
That nigga too he stole my place, my place
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
Singing yes
I shot my baby down that day
Singing yes
That nigga too he stole my place, my place
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
(Shot down, shot down, my baby was shot down)
