Shot You Down
Isaiah Rashad feat. Jay Rock & Schoolboy Q Lyrics


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I take a drag at the square
I feel anxious, spit dangerous
As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
Beer goggle and fear
Roll model so hallow
Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches
Road to the riches still paved with the ditches
Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night
I ain't these other niggas, cause these niggas is fake
They ain't popping shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
If I ain't meant to shine, beat me up in a rhyme spot
No crying til I'm in pine box
I got the bitches hittin Mikey like where Zay at?
Probably fuckin on her friend, probably LA at
Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at
Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that
Mama taught me better
Can't count on niggas, can't count on weather
Go figure nigga
They ain't worried about this cheddar
Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers
I don't feel them
Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chilling
'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em
I feel like talking my shit
Come in the house, acting friendly, you can suck my dick

I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood
Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods
We don't wanna hear that weak shit, nigga speak up
Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper
You niggas hoes, you niggas hoes
And I ain't even trippin
'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas
Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley
Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me

I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
I bang, I bang, I blocka
What you do now?
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No sensitive niggas, I shot you down
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No Hypebeast pussies, what you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
I bang, I bang, I blocka

Everything takes time
Is you selling or you buying nigga?
Get rich or die trying
Yay yay on the stove
I had the choppers in the Cutlass
Just a young nigga tryna get some hundreds
I had a little bucket
Yeah I rode it like a benz
Yeah I spent my little ends on that Butlass
Tell me who you trust
Look I got my faith in God cause these clown ass niggas all bustas
These niggas not Jesus, they ain't gonna die for you
And only time will tell what's gonna lie for you
It's funny right what a couple lies will do
But seeing is believing what defines the truth
I keep shooters on the wing when I'm riding through
And if niggas out of bounds they gon probably shoot
'Cause killing is the hobby
Eastside niggas yeah we known for catching bodies
I used to have a deuce five riding on the trolly
On my way to school like dare nigga try me
Look, cause where I'm from I'm a blood on the nile
Surrounded by blue water, sharks all around me
Pigs on my ass, hoes tryna drown me
Niggas know I'm up so these haters wanna down me
Niggas know I'm king but they don't wanna crown me
It's okay, I ain't about to whine about it
Look, a real nigga for real nigga now check it
I'm still here I'm still counting my blessings
With no chains on, with no rings on
Watching these fake rappers, getting my aim on
Pop a shot, kill em all, kill em all
And watch em fall like confetti, fuck em all
It's just me and my niggas taking over the game
And since I conquered this craft, nothing will be the same

Not a dollar on me, this home invasion a payday
Two time felon they jerking me on my pay rate
Slaving all these hours but couldn't shake down my rent late
Making eight an hour I'm leaning towards my AK
Moms thinks I'm vicious don't want me round the kitchen
My living room, bathroom, my bedroom was evicted
Missing from your homeroom my good grades was crippin'
Before I even learned division, niggas I learnt the mission
See I'm from where fiends scratch that itch, won't hit the lotto
See I'm from where fiends fix that fix and not a the bottle
And that little nigga that missed that bottle gon catch a hallow
Or maybe even throw him pyro pyro
See this set don't make too many niggas rich
Either gang bang, sell dope or bet on the fold?
See money on the ground, my eyes glued to the floor
I double deuce by my toe, see Figg get it and go
I feel stuck in my ways, a nigga tryna get paid
I'm tired of answering questions why Oxymoron delayed
See I was thinking November, but January is sweet
It set my setbacks free, my habits won in my sleep
So January agree, get a taste of this Gangsta see I'm just tryna eat
With a freak of the week
I just wanna hit em and leave em, dawg
They yours for the keep
Don't be kissing them broads, my sperm on their teeth
Last night was nothing, this morning I'm a hero
No belief in me dawg they said I'm out to zero
Cocaine, cocaine, rock rock kilo
Fishscale, cut well, you won't find Nemo
Pull up to the block and they call me real nigga
See I can be a real nigga, but my daughter see me bigger
See a body full of love and yours full of liquor
But you'll always be my nigga, said you'll always be my nigga

I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
I bang, I bang, I blocka
What you do now?
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No sensitive niggas, I shot you down
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No Hypebeast pussies, what you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down




I bang, I bang, I blocka
What you do now?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Shot You Down" by Isaiah Rashad, Jay Rock, and Schoolboy Q contain themes of gang violence and the pressure to succeed in the music industry. The opening lines describe the anxiety that the singer feels, which they channel into their lyrics. They believe that many people in the industry are fake and only chasing after hype, whereas their own career is built on real talent and hard work.


The second verse emphasizes the singer's hunger for success and the need to keep improving. They criticize other rappers for producing weak music and prioritizing fashion trends over real content. The verse also expresses a desire for revenge against those who have wronged the singer, suggesting that violence is sometimes necessary to succeed in their environment.


The third verse takes on a more personal tone, describing the hardships that the singer has faced and the challenges they must overcome to succeed. The verse touches on poverty, addiction, and the struggles of balancing family life with a demanding career. The final lines of the verse suggest a sense of loyalty to one's friends and family, even if it means living a life of danger and uncertainty.


Overall, the song portrays a gritty and realistic picture of life in the inner cities, where violence, poverty, and pressure to succeed are common themes.


Line by Line Meaning

I take a drag at the square
I smoke a cigarette


I feel anxious, spit dangerous
I am feeling nervous and ready to rap aggressively


As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
As I rap, I am expressing my own point of view


Beer goggle and fear
Drunk and scared


Roll model so hallow
I am not a good role model


Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches
I am surrounded by young girls and immaturity


Road to the riches still paved with the ditches
Even though I am striving for wealth, I still face obstacles


Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night
If you get too caught up in the fame and attention, your career won't last


I ain't these other niggas, cause these niggas is fake
I am not like the other rappers, because they are not genuine


They ain't popping shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
They are not attacking or dissing anyone, they are just pretending


If I ain't meant to shine, beat me up in a rhyme spot
If I am not destined for success, then defeat me in a rap battle


No crying til I'm in pine box
I won't cry until I am dead and buried


I got the bitches hittin Mikey like where Zay at?
The girls are asking about me


Probably fuckin on her friend, probably LA at
I am probably having sex with her friend in Los Angeles


Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at
I am likely scheming to make a million dollars while staying in my hometown


Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that
Don't talk nonsense to me


Mama taught me better
My mother taught me well


Can't count on niggas, can't count on weather
I can't rely on people or unpredictable circumstances


Go figure nigga
Figure it out, man!


They ain't worried about this cheddar
They are not concerned about money


Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers
They are jumping into danger without realizing it


I don't feel them
I don't believe them


Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chilling
I don't want to be a beginner in the rap game, I am relaxed


'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
They will only bring a knife to a fight, but won't actually harm anyone


Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
My friends and I are hungry for success and ready to work for it


To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em
To bring a woman to the party and treat her disrespectfully, like Meek Mill did


Everything takes time
Success requires patience


Is you selling or you buying nigga?
Are you making money or spending it?


Get rich or die trying
Either become wealthy or face failure


Yay yay on the stove
Cooking drugs on the stove


I had the choppers in the Cutlass
I had guns in my old car, a Cutlass


Just a young nigga tryna get some hundreds
I am just a young person trying to make a lot of money


I had a little bucket
I had a cheap old car


Yeah I rode it like a benz
I drove it with confidence, as if it were a luxury car


Yeah I spent my little ends on that Butlass
I used up my small amount of money on that car


Tell me who you trust
Tell me who you rely on


Look I got my faith in God cause these clown ass niggas all bustas
I trust in God because these fake guys are unreliable


These niggas not Jesus, they ain't gonna die for you
These guys are not selfless like Jesus, they won't sacrifice themselves for you


And only time will tell what's gonna lie for you
Only the future will reveal what lies are waiting for you


It's funny right what a couple lies will do
It's ironic how a few lies can have a significant impact


But seeing is believing what defines the truth
I believe in only what I can see, that defines my truth


I keep shooters on the wing when I'm riding through
I have armed people with me when I am driving around


And if niggas out of bounds they gon probably shoot
And if guys step out of line, they will probably shoot


'Cause killing is the hobby
They enjoy killing people


Eastside niggas yeah we known for catching bodies
People from the east side are famous for taking lives


I used to have a deuce five riding on the trolly
I used to have a .25 caliber gun while on public transportation


On my way to school like dare nigga try me
On my way to school, I dared someone to test me


Look, cause where I'm from I'm a blood on the nile
Because of where I am from, I am considered a member of the Bloods gang


Surrounded by blue water, sharks all around me
I am surrounded by danger and enemies on all sides


Pigs on my ass, hoes tryna drown me
The police are after me and women are trying to bring me down


Niggas know I'm up so these haters wanna down me
People know I am successful, so they want to bring me down


Niggas know I'm king but they don't wanna crown me
People know I have power, but they don't want to acknowledge it


It's okay, I ain't about to whine about it
It's fine, I am not going to complain


Look, a real nigga for real nigga now check it
Listen, I am a genuine person, for real


I'm still here I'm still counting my blessings
I am still alive and grateful for what I have


With no chains on, with no rings on
Without any restrictions or obligations


Watching these fake rappers, getting my aim on
Observing these inauthentic rappers, preparing to target them


Pop a shot, kill em all, kill em all
Shoot at them, kill them all


And watch em fall like confetti, fuck em all
And watch them fall down like confetti, disregard them all


It's just me and my niggas taking over the game
It's just me and my friends dominating the rap industry


And since I conquered this craft, nothing will be the same
And because I have achieved success in this art form, everything has changed


Not a dollar on me, this home invasion a payday
I don't have any money, so robbing my house would be profitable


Two time felon they jerking me on my pay rate
I have been convicted of two crimes and they are paying me less because of it


Slaving all these hours but couldn't shake down my rent late
Working hard for many hours, but still couldn't avoid being late on my rent


Making eight an hour I'm leaning towards my AK
Earning only $8 per hour, I am considering resorting to violence with my AK-47


Moms thinks I'm vicious don't want me round the kitchen
My mother believes I am dangerous and doesn't want me near the stove


My living room, bathroom, my bedroom was evicted
I was kicked out of my living room, bathroom, and bedroom


Missing from your homeroom my good grades was crippin'
I was absent from school and my good grades were suffering


Before I even learned division, niggas I learnt the mission
Before I even learned math, I understood the importance of my goals


See I'm from where fiends scratch that itch, won't hit the lotto
I am from a place where drug addicts desperately seek their next high, knowing they won't win the lottery


See I'm from where fiends fix that fix and not a the bottle
I am from a place where drug addicts focus on getting drugs, not alcohol


And that little nigga that missed that bottle gon catch a hallow
And that small person who missed their chance will meet a violent end


Or maybe even throw him pyro pyro
Or maybe even set him on fire


See this set don't make too many niggas rich
Being a part of this gang doesn't lead to financial success for many people


Either gang bang, sell dope or bet on the fold?
Either engage in gang activity, sell drugs, or gamble


See money on the ground, my eyes glued to the floor
When I see money on the ground, I can't help but focus on it


I double deuce by my toe, see Figg get it and go
I have a .22 caliber gun by my side, ready to use it if necessary


I feel stuck in my ways, a nigga tryna get paid
I feel trapped in my current situation, trying to make money


I'm tired of answering questions why Oxymoron delayed
I am tired of explaining why my album 'Oxymoron' was delayed


See I was thinking November, but January is sweet
I originally planned to release the album in November, but now believe January is a better time


It set my setbacks free, my habits won in my sleep
This change in release date removed obstacles for me, my addictions prevailed even while I slept


So January agree, get a taste of this Gangsta see I'm just tryna eat
So let's agree on January, and experience my street life through my music, as I am just trying to succeed


With a freak of the week
With a woman I will only be with for a short period of time


I just wanna hit em and leave em, dawg
I just want to have sexual encounters and then leave, man


They yours for the keep
You can have them, they are yours to keep


Don't be kissing them broads, my sperm on their teeth
Don't kiss those women, as I have ejaculated on their teeth


Last night was nothing, this morning I'm a hero
Last night was uneventful, but this morning I feel like a hero


No belief in me dawg they said I'm out to zero
No one believes in me, they think I will fail


Cocaine, cocaine, rock rock kilo
I deal drugs, specifically cocaine


Fishscale, cut well, you won't find Nemo
The cocaine I sell is pure and of high quality, you won't find any impurities


Pull up to the block and they call me real nigga
When I arrive at the neighborhood, they recognize me as an authentic person


See I can be a real nigga, but my daughter see me bigger
I can portray myself as tough, but my daughter sees me as more significant


See a body full of love and yours full of liquor
My body is filled with love, while yours is filled with alcohol


But you'll always be my nigga, said you'll always be my nigga
But you will always be my friend, that's what you said




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Quincey Hanley, Isaiah Rashad, Jay Rock

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