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, I 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 Quietly I closed that bedroom door Headed downstairs to thе kitchen drawer Singing, yes, I shot my baby down that day (Shot down, shot down my baby, I shot down) Singing, yеs, that nigga too, he stole my place (Shot down, shot down my baby, I shot down) my place (Shot down, shot down my baby, I shot down) (Shot down, shot down my baby, I 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, I shot down) (Shot down, shot down my baby, I shot down)