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)