Marcus Ariah – Black Man, Walk Lyrics

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don’t wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don’t really live this life
Niggas, they don’t really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse]
f**k them niggas I will never fold
f**k them niggas I will never leave
I been tryna get my own money, mind my own business
I will never cease
Only niggas I be with is G’s
In our city all we see is fiends
In the city thrax is pouring up and bree is rollin’ one
I’m mobbing with the team
I been tryna learn to be a man
They always tell me keep your ground to stand
Never let nobody walk all over
If they do it once you know it come again
Bitches they gon’ think you soft nigga
If you show ’em weakness then you lose your chance
But every nigga f**k up one or twice
You gotta hurt to learn and then you’ll understand
I swear to God I’ll never change nigga
I’m from the bottom I’m the same nigga
At the same time you will never make it
If you still remain with all the same niggas
To keep it real you gotta leave a few
You do for them they wouldn’t do for you
Don’t give your diamonds to another bitch if she don’t do the same
I’m only droppin’ jewels
It’s all good I ain’t no frontin’ nigga
Like these niggas rappin’, I done had like two
I had to go and get my mind together even though it hurt
I swear I’ll never lose
And money really change the ones around you
So make sure the good ones is eatin
The niggas that was never f**kin’ with you
Gon’ be all the niggas that be beggin’ pleadin’ I swear

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don’t wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don’t really live this life
Niggas, they don’t really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse 2]
They don’t know what I been through
I swear to God this what I been through
I had to face alotta f**kin pain but that’s what make a man
So yea I been through
My shorty left a nigga out to die
It’s all good I love her to the death
I’m sittin gotta see my mother struggle
Now these niggas out here really sendin threats
On my life I seen my father hurtin
High as hell and out on *** street
Chop it up with him, we talkin money
But its dirty money, what a great speech
Every day I swear I pray he safe
I hope he leave New Jersey just so he could sleep
Not my thoughts of a father and son relationship
Man I’m just happy that we still can speak
I’m trappin and my mother scared to death
Won’t take the bread cause it got mold on it
My niggas told me Marc it take some time with this music shit
Don’t put a hold on it
I’m starving nigga got my rib showin
It’s time to go and get my muscle up
A real man stand for what he believe in
And get back up in case he f**k it up

Makin a man
Damn
Yea, Yea, Yea
I’m makin a man
Yea, f**k them niggas
Yea, Yea, Yea
I’m makin a man
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, yea
Im makin a man
Word up
Gang, gang, gang
Yea

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t really want this war
Niggas, they don’t wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don’t wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don’t really live this life
Niggas, they don’t really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse3]
All these rappers talkin’ like they bout it
And they hard and rowdy
Yea I truly doubt
I think these niggas just be self proclaimed
And y’all just play the game with y’all pen around it
I say f**k them niggas that won’t support us
But support who made it
Truly in that order
They take ya money just like I’d be doin’
For us local niggas y’all wouldn’t pay a quarter
Apologize for all these stress disorders
My comp is higher, I don’t care much for ya
We should be together to plan it out
But all y’all niggas “stars” and nigga yes I’ll quote it
My competition is the K. Lamar’s
And the J. Cole’s and the Meek Mill’s
The Future’s, the Drake’s and the French’s, the Rocky’s
You local niggas look at me still
I don’t do rap beef, and I don’t do no talkin’
I’m talkin’ bout money, no chatty patty
This game is dirty and y’all raw doggin’ in this dirty bitch
Nigga I’m a flattered daddy
And I run the game like it had 24 inches dog do the math
Yea that’s two feet
We makin’ decisions it’s only two out
And that’s life or death nigga choose your treat
BCC

Gucci Mane – Backwards Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Zaytoven
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci (Yeah)
Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the- (Wop)
Gucci, the Gucci, the Gucci, the Gucci Guwop, oh, the Gucci (Wop)
(Hah, Gucci)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
God keep coverin’ me with drip, I think he tryna smother me (On God)
They stopped me at the border, had too many felonies
I’m splashin’, I ain’t even drippin’ (Splashin’)
Laughin’, I ain’t even trippin’ (Haha)
I’m crashin’, I ain’t even dissin’ (Crash)
Heard you drop some, I ain’t even listen
No one realer, triller, street gorilla
I pull up like Chauncey Billups
Nigga don’t gas me, I don’t need a fill up
Pick her up and make her suck my dick ’til she hiccup
Wop lookin’ slim like a bicycle rim
But he’s bank obese, and his pockets on chubby
He’ll play head coach just like Lovie
Thuggin’ in public, these hoes love it
I double and triple, quadruple your budget
Baseball money like David Justice (Money)
Whole load sold, I ain’t even touched it (It’s sold)
Own our own kush, damn the room so musty
Most of you rappers all style, no substance
Big ol’ rocks on, they disgustin’
Niggas talk but never touch me (Nah)
Broke haters can’t tell me nothin’

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Fuck ’em (Woo, woo, woo, who?)
Yeah, this that Meek Mill, Gucci Mane (Gucci Mane)
Y’all niggas swingin’ through F&Ns
They gon’ come right back to you like a boomerang (Brrr)
Louis and Saint Laurent drip (Drip)
Pimp on these bitches like Pootie Tang (Pimpin’)
He wanna be ’bout that bitch
But we all fuckin’ her, so he don’t know who to blame
She wanna check from me, uh (Check)
She gotta check for me, uh (Check)
Fuckin’ the two baddest bitches off Instagram, they on that ecstasy (Aw, hey)
Hey, diamonds like Voss, and I got the sauce, I mix up the recipe (Woah)
‘Fore all this rappin’ shit, I was a trapper, the plug gon’ invest in me (Woah)
Jumped out the porch, I got a Porsche
Too many hitters, they can’t extort
I take a mil’ to table, no fork
Then split it up with my dawg like divorce
They shot at us, it was by force
We shot at them, they went to court
I don’t wan’ be with these niggas no more
I can’t even be with these niggas no more
Shorty said she only fuck trappers (Trappers)
End up fuckin’ with a rapper (For real?)
Damn, bitch, how you goin’ backwards? (Damn)
Diamonds on froze like Alaska (Freezin’)
That ain’t even none of my bidness (Bidness)
Put your face down and your ass up (Back down)
I am preachin’ to you like the pastor
I’ma keep runnin’ these bands up (Yeah)

[Bridge: Gucci Mane & Meek Mill]
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
All these diamonds on me make me handsome
Shawty fuckin’ on me like a dancer
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Went from a trapper to rapper
Damn, bitch, how you goin’ backwards? (Hah)

[Outro: Gucci Mane]
Wow, I thought I was proud of you, but I take it back
You know what I’m saying?
Where your whips at? Where your titles at? Huh?
Where your shooters at?
Thought you had a plug, but you had a scrub
Damn

Meek Mill – 100 Summers Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I gotta place my rearview when I pull outta the parking lot
‘Cause where I’m from all you niggas die in the parking lot
Get ten seconds on the news, they barely talk about us
You gotta watch the way you move, they’ll make a target outcha
Oh, the Reaper comin’, gotta keep it on me
I told my momma I won’t leave her lonely
Too much drama, get these demons off me
We still at war, I got that thing in arm reach
Fuck what happened
That’s what my momma told me when they caught me with the ratchet
Rather see me in a cell than see me in a casket
I show love to all my fans ’cause I prevail through all this rapping, whoa
I got homies that died young and I miss ’em, tell the truth
I feel like I let ’em down and that’s word to Lil Snupe
I put diamonds in yo face so when they see me they see you
Know they’d kill me in my hood, but I just keep on comin’ through
Still wit’ it, the graveyard throwing a party for all the real niggas
They invited me, but shit I got a meal ticket
When everybody want me to get out we gotta deal wit’ it

[Pre-Chorus]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I did some things that I had to regret
I say some things I could never forget
The reaper took my homie’s soul, feel like he after me next, oh Lord

[Chorus]
I just wanna ball hunnid summers
Seen too many of my dogs goin’ under
How I made it out alive sometimes I wonder
We been goin’ to war since Contra

[Verse 2]
Grew up ’round them monsters they’ll shoot you in your face
Ain’t used to showin’ no love that’s ’cause we grew up in that hate
Live by the sword, die by the sword way
Tried to make it home, they shot him in the hallway
Tears on my face feel like I be cryin’ blood
Momma won’t see her son again, we call that blind love
I can’t trust these niggas, they’ll get you lined up
Tried to rob me, he got smoke for a Rollie, his time’s up
You gon’ be a killer or a homicide
Make your momma shed a tear before my momma cry
Was young and great, but they still smoked him at the waffle spot
Only God can judge me when when I clutch and let that chopper rock
Feel this shit
I wrote this in blood, this some of my realest shit
They say if he rich as fuck, why he movin’ so militant
‘Cause in my hood it ain’t no love and I know what I’m dealin’ wit’

[Pre-Chorus]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I did some things that I had to regret
I say some things I could never forget
The reaper took my homie’s soul, feel like he after me next, oh Lord

[Chorus]
I just wanna ball hunnid summers
Seen too many of my dogs goin’ under
How I made it out alive sometimes I wonder
We been goin’ to war since Contra

Oh, yeah yeah

Meek Mill – 24/7 Lyrics

[Intro: Beyoncé]
End, that’s what I found out

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I’m on my way
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I’ll give it to you night and day
I’m talkin’ ’bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
All day, 24/7
Yeah, all day, 24/7

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Uh-huh-uh
Lovin’ the shit out you, fuckin’ the shit out you
For seven days straight, and now I can’t even live without you
And if we ever broke up, I won’t have a kid without you
You forever in my heart, I won’t forget about you
I be crushin’ you on Monday like it’s Wednesday
You pressed about that nigga, what your friends say?
Oh, G63 is what your Benz say
I’m so happy you ain’t listen to your friends, babe
You can tell me how you want it, how you need it, I don’t mind
Need you right here by my side, ’cause out of sight is out of mind
And out of spite you hit decline, but I was hype
I hit your line a few more times than you hit back I’m gon’ respond

[Chorus: Ella Mai & Meek Mill]
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I’m on my way (On my way, on my way, woah)
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I’ll give it to you night and day (Night and day, night and day, go)
I’m talkin’ ’bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
All day, 24/7
Yeah, all day, 24/7

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Uh, yeah
You be throwin’ that shit back like it’s a Thursday
I be treatin’ you like everyday your birthday
Them hoes ain’t fuckin’ with you on your worst day
I got you on a new level like what Ferg say
When you fell down, I pick you up
Put on your crown, and lift you up
I put a rock all on your finger, so much ice could push a puck
Heard they feelings ’bout you, baby, tell them hoes I wish ’em luck
Talkin’ relationship goals, this could be us, yuh
24/7, what’s the 411?
When you see me kneel like Kaepernick, call a reverend
See, I got a milli’ in a stash for a weddin’
If you ready, let me know, ’cause it’s whatever

[Bridge: Ella Mai]
But I know you in the worst way
Yeah, our anniversary
‘Bout to suit up on my birthday
‘Cause I know they keep you thirsty
Ain’t no playin’, this is us
Boy, be gentle, ain’t no rush
365, you’re the only one I trust
No, I can’t get enough
And all my ladies, if you feel me, help me sing it out
Yeah, yeah
I’m talkin’ ’bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I’m on my way
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I’ll give it to you night and day
I’m talkin’ ’bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
All day, 24/7
Yeah, all day, 24/7
Oh yeah

[Outro: Beyoncé]
End
What I found out-
I took a vow that from now on
I’m gonna be my own best

Meek Mill – Cold Hearted ll Lyrics

[Intro: The Weeknd]
Woah, don’t you, baby, hey
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Woah, don’t you, baby, hey
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

[Verse]
Uh, make it out the hood, they say you Hollywood
How dare you niggas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these niggas like I’m Robin Hood
When it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was lookin’ at you niggas, all the ones I fed
Had me grindin’ all them nights you was going to bed
And if I think I owe you something, nigga gon’ ahead
Treat you like I never knew you, put it on your head
And I got Papi on my line like, ‘When you comin’ home?’
My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin’ wrong
Bodies droppin’ in my city all summer long
Out on bail but I still gotta keep somethin’ on
‘Cause I can’t let ’em take my life, you might get left you make that right
When he got left it wasn’t right, but he was tryna live that life
I call up Coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flight
Used to land in California to play that studio all night, we stayin’ down
For the love of them millions, ain’t layin’ down
Left you in the hood, what you sayin’ now?
And niggas wanted the smoke, you said, “Stand down,” uh
Cold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure come
It was beef, I had to tell niggas, “You better come”
Sister said they gettin’ over, it’s like you lettin’ them
Some shit I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin’ in, checkin’ out, I just had to check you out
2012, it was 50 niggas when I’m steppin’ out
Forgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain’t lived it out
I ain’t even know you was upset, this what this shit about?
A green piece of paper can turn you to a hater
When you can’t bring up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these niggas real close, talkin’ closer than my neighbors
‘Cause I know the signs when niggas switch sides, catch them vapors

[Chorus]
Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “Ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “Ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550

[Outro]
See, I look at it like this
What I’m supposed to spend a thousand nights in the studio rappin’ my lights out?
Goin’ city to city, can’t take my son to school when I want to, can’t see my mama, my family when I want to
They give a nigga my money, they act like he hangin’ with me
I ain’t ever been sweet
Far as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bitch by myself
I ain’t never even think about a nigga callin’ my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the movies
Go play basketball while I’m doin’ this time in the cell
Actin’ like I owe you somethin’
See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends turn their back on me about that attention needle
Or a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that shit
I used to hear niggas, niggas that I was feedin’, I heard ’em whisperin’, “Meek Mill finished”
I was like, “And damn, I was feedin’ you, bro”
All I did was keep grindin’
Through the storm, nigga, I’m like Derrick Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
For the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
I got real friends and family that’ll never turn their back on me for the love of the money
I got a homie that’s doin’ life—he can’t offer me no money, he can’t offer me nothin’ but a friendship and a relationship
I talk to him seven days a week
So don’t come to me talkin’ ’bout no money shit, nigga
So if you feel some type of way about my money, we goin’ to the furthest extent to protect that plate that goes in front of my son on the table, nigga
One love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madness
While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the line
One time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no matter what
Dreamchasers for life, you dig?
Uh, I told niggas stop askin’ me where niggas at
If you don’t see ’em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded away
I got my niggas out dissin’ myself, fun, we love each other, it’s all love but everybody can’t make it
Niggas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?

Meek Mill, YG & Snoop Dogg – That’s My Nigga

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Ooh, ooh
This that Philly Bompton shit
Yeah, haha

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
That’s my nigga, word up

[Verse 1: YG]
4HUnnid nigga with that .40 pound on me
Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho
Cash out [??] nigga with the pounds low
He count on me even when I move slow
Come through Compton with all my niggas (my niggas)
Come through popping with all my niggas (my niggas)
You should’ve seen how we looked last winter (last winter)
You should’ve seen how we ate last dinner
I don’t fuck with them Hollywood niggas
I don’t fuck with them Hollywood niggas
In the game, I’m the keep it right nigga
‘Cause all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get ’em
Basic bitches came to suck this dick, no
Basic bitches came to fuck the clique, oh
They tryna have me on some sucker shit
I’ma do it my way nigga, fuck the script

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Came through the block with everything that’s new
Sipping that motherfucking DS2
I can’t fuck with him if he ain’t true
They like, he alright but he ain’t you
We like, five milli on board the ship
I was the richest nigga on the tip
Locked down the the killers and the robbers, going hard in it
Open the gate, jump on the lift
And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some [??] shit
Double in the backseat, it look like a [??]
You ain’t gotta ask me
Nigga, you ain’t got shit
You ain’t talking money, I see you [??] with the topic
You be only fucking with niggas that be on cop shit
I be only fucking with bitches that get it popping
You don’t wanna see on of my niggas face in the [??]
Tear up your corner over some nonsense

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
That’s my nigga, word up

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
Can a real crip, get a lil’ bit
Dump on a nigga for some silly shit
A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah
Gang bang niggas who he really with (real)
And we don’t talk to no motherfucking law
Cooked up, caked up, slanging that raw, nigga
Roll through the city, give [??]
Banging with the loud or the silencer
Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out
Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out
Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off
Come through the hood and you will get fucked off
Nigga, this’s crip on my, two times
Don’t give a fuck and we’ll bust him one time, nigga
What y’all thought? We criss to cross
You miss, your loss, we settin’ it off

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
That’s my nigga, word up

Team rich – Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Team rich

Yeah, mmmmhm, turn the beat up a lil’ beat
Yeah, it should never be one nigga that’s the head of the crew
‘Cause if that one nigga go to jail, fall, die or somethin’, everybody falls
We live by this s**t
If you got money, you fall, it gon’ catch you
When the whole team rich.

Want the whole team rich, want the whole team rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole team rich
See the whole team rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we got get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole team rich, want the whole team rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole team rich
See the whole team rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we go get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole team rich.

Really want the whole team rich
Want to see the whole team lit but it don’t mean s**t
Look at what Po did to Mitch, hit him up for thirteen bricks
Niggas ain’t loyal, these b*tches ain’t loyal so we never trust ’em
I lay with that chopper, I sleep with one eye open these niggas’ll touch ya
I go to sleep with that Mech on the dresser
S**t, I feel like Tony Montana
Pray we don’t go to the slammer
They just got here for a hammer
I’m ’bout to go to Atlanta ‘fore I go banana
Payin’ these lawyer fees, coppers follow me, watch me, recordin’ me
P***y niggas, they said, they extortin’ me
Put a price on my head, try to order me
I’m like, look what this money s**t doin’ to me
It can make us or break us
I never fake with the fakers
I’m gettin’ money, s**t, I got your b*tch in Jamaica
Dutty whinin’, rolling papers
Never minding for your favors
f*ck, it’s time we do it major
We’ve been grinding for a minute
Bust a hundred with my niggas
That’s the only way I’m living.

Want the whole team rich, want the whole team rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole team rich
See the whole team rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we got get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole team rich, want the whole team rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole team rich
See the whole team rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we go get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole team rich.

You know I ride for my dawgs
It’s do or die for my dawgs
No switching sides on my dawgs
I done sold nickels and I done f*cked down with my dawgs
Nigga, it’s deep versuri-lyrics.info
We do not fall out for b*tches ’cause we done f*cked all of them b*tches
I’m alley-ooping these h**s, I get all my assists
You know I’m ball with my niggas
Time to get back on that trill s**t
Came in the game with some rare s**t
You came in the game with some bullshit
I turn it on when I wanna hit my kill switch
I make a mill’ quick, then I double up
I came from the bottom like a upper-cut
When the feds came, got the bubble-guts
S**t, I pray to god, it ain’t one of us
And I pray to god, I don’t f*ck this up
Bout to make a nigga get a hundred bricks
Passing, blowing s**t, probably blow this s**t
S**t, they said I can’t do a show and s**t
They ain’t notice it but I’m goin’ through it
I never show that s**t, I’m immune to it
I should kill these niggas, let my goons do it
I can smell the money, it coming soon to us.

Want the whole teaaam rich, want the whole teaaam rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole teaaam rich
See the whole teaaam rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we got get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole teaaam rich, want the whole teaaam rich
Want to see the whole team lit, see the whole teaaam rich
See the whole teaaam rich, want to see the whole team lit
My niggas so hungry, we go get that money and we ball forever
If you got some paper and I got some paper, if you fall, I’ma catch (I’ll catch you my nigga)
Want the whole team richhh.
Meek Mill lyrics
Video rich

Beef – Tee Grizzley feat. Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Tee Grizzley – Beef

I don’t sleep on no beef
We ain’t sleeping on these niggas
You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We’re just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)
f*ck talking, let that metal bang, nigga
Murk ’em
I don’t squash no beef
We ain’t doing no flex
I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)
I don’t play with no beef
We ain’t play with no pus*y
Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me?

If I wanted a nigga gone, he a dead man (He through)
Say my name on his song, he a dead man (That’s your a*s)
Tryna hide behind your niggas, that’s your man’s a*s (nigga)
I leave his whole body bloody, call him Red Man
Hit the club in them Audi trucks and threw bands
Don’t get it twisted, b***h, we still got them Scooby Doo vans (Still slidin’)
f*ck with me, I’ma come to where you stand
And walk in your house with big s**t like I’m finna move in
(Tell that b***h, we in this b***h)
Let me say that I don’t wanna see you bustlin’ (Kill the niggas)
Niggas in your backyard and on your front grass (We here)
And then don’t shot cribs, they gon’ give you one chance
Like nigga, come outside or we gon’ come in, boy.

I don’t sleep on no beef
We ain’t sleeping on these niggas
You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We’re just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)
f*ck talking, let that metal bang, nigga
Murk ’em versuri-lyrics.info
I don’t squash no beef
We ain’t doing no flex
I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)
I don’t play with no beef
We ain’t play with no pus*y
Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me?

Yeah, nigga diss me in these raps, how we gon’ go about it (We gon’ go about it)
When we wack ’em, s**t Obama prolly gon’ know about it (Brr)
Load the chopper, crack the window when we rollin’ by (There it go)
f*ck a drive-by, run ’em down so we know we got ’em (Hit ’em)
Know we chopping, test ’em and we leave you Holy Bible (Woo)
All this money got me thinking what I owe my rivals (Pussies)
A nigga said we tried to squash it then you know we lyin’ (Fall)
I told my youngin’ grab that rifle, set that boy on fire (Brr)
Couple niggas used to be with us, we ain’t make it to they funeral, they said that we did it
If we make it through the summer, we gon’ leave niggas (Like what?)
Like it’s .. order, we gon’ squeeze niggas.

I don’t sleep on no beef
We ain’t sleeping on these niggas
You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We’re just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)
f*ck talking, let that metal bang, nigga
Murk ’em versuri-lyrics.info
I don’t squash no beef
We ain’t doing no flex
I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)
I don’t play with no beef
We ain’t play with no pus*y
Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (It’s on)

I see the fear in your face, nigga (Lying)
And ain’t no turning back, I got my mind made, nigga (For real)
I chase nigga, eliminate niggas (Ayy)
Tell ’em Leek, that lemon squeeze ain’t for lemonade, nigga (No)
I ain’t no hatin’ a*s nigga, but I hate niggas (Hate ’em)
What they gone do, that doctor ain’t got s**t to save niggas (It go)
I’m through the city in that Range with my thang, nigga (On my momma)
Say my name and get banged, that’s on gang, nigga.

Still putting Draco’s on the plane, nigga (Draco)
Stopped the PJ in your city, we ain’t playin’ nigga (Skurt)
Heard he sneak dissing, seen him, what you sayin’, nigga (What you sayin’?)
Lost the memory, him must have had them Xans in him (On them Xans)
Still ride SRTs with the yams in ’em (SKurt)
Rental in my cousin’s name with the grams in him
Catch his homie out in traffic, that’s your man, nigga? (That’s your man?)
He say he don’t f*ck with you and he a fan of us, pus*y.

These niggas tweet a lot, these niggas text alot
What they gone do when I pull up and make em’ catch a lot?
Blue beam on that choppa Kamehameha
I throw them dragon balls at you like I’m Kakarot.

Circle through your hood, where your crew at? (Where your crew, nigga?)
Send your whole squad a message like a group text (Uh, brr)
Hit your dawg 20 times, nigga, you next (You next)
Squeeze that Glock until my trigger blue-black.

I don’t sleep on no beef
We ain’t sleeping on these niggas
You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We’re just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)
f*ck talking, let that metal bang, nigga
Murk ’em
I don’t squash no beef
We ain’t doing no flex
I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)
I don’t play with no beef
We ain’t play with no pus*y
Run in his crib and kill everything livinggg.
Tee Grizzley lyrics
Video Tee Grizzley

Chip – Amazing Minds (feat. Giggs) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Chip & Giggs]
Yeah, oi turn up my mic a little bit
Let me feel the power (SN1)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (CM)
Yeah (yeah)
Aaaah, aaaah
We’re inside, what you saying? It’s time

[Verse 1: Giggs]
Push up the mic, pull out my light, light it
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, vibsing
Man ain’t on hype, we came polite, mm (yeah)
Man ain’t them cats that’s chasing mice (nah)
Man grab some veg, some steak and rice
Driving, man can’t invest in wasted lives
Timing, man can’t get back that wasted time
Chipmunk and Giggs, amazing minds
So real duh, nigga can’t fuck with the midfielder
Chill? Nah, nigga can’t fuck with the big builder
Man got the pussy I just killed her (yeah)
Man grab my Nicki and Meek Mill’d her (jheeze)
And I got money but cheap thrilled her
Want every penny, I keep silver (keep silver)
Ain’t got the money for this meal, cah
Give all my money to this rooter

[Hook: Giggs]
Chipmunk and Giggs straight back to back, light that
Burn down the place, man struck the match
Right back, heat up the place, just brush the MAC
Dun dun dun dun, might just attack
Man hit the ground, man just collapse
WhatsApp, my man done discuss the acts
Man just dropped the albz, it’s up for wrap (jheeze)

[Verse 2: Chip]
(Let me get ’em from here Giggs)
Came in, look amazing, smell the fragrance
Brown eyes but they look red, I been blazing
Your eyes, yeah they look red, you been hating
No time for you fuckboys, where’s the papers? (money)
M’s around the corner, I can smell them
Cut you off, yeah I sever ties, fuck it, dwell them (move)
Up time on a late night, hit your girlfriend
She said I got a big head, make it swell then (yeah)
Polite but ‘raged, tryna balance my ways
You’re tackling what? I got balance for days (fam)
You calling your dargs, I attack on my Js (ones)
Atlanta with Giggs, from 2008
Decade in the game, like how am I still under 30?
You know I never quit so don’t you ever try and murk me (no!)
Living in my bubble, I had niggas wanna burst me (why?)
Ay allow it man, you thirsty, you sucking off my energy (allow it)
Essential, I got the remedy
Own boss, what the fuck is you niggas telling me?
Seattle gold, neck drippin’ in rose word to Spen
Before diamonds I had gems
Independent on racket, yeah I love tennis (swing it)
I’m a landlord, straight, I can have tenants
See them likkle man, them nuh above man
This the sounds of Chip and Hollowman
Ay, it is done

Rick Ross – She On My D!Ck (Remix) (feat. Meek Mill, Young Dolph & Bruno Mali)

[Intro: Bruno Mali]
Maybach Music
Slide, hoe, watch this
I’m drippin’ dressin’ on these hoes, nigga
Get your bitch, nigga
She gettin’ real friendly, nigga
Talk to these niggas

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
Shawty know she fuck me good and like she caught a lick
My daughters took that for the feds, went and bought a brick
Said welcome back, gave ’em some keys on some reporter shit, woah
Whippin’ the white, we might just ran through a brick in the night
Give ’em a price, Lord a number when he flip it twice
Still in the trap, bitch on her back while I’m out for a bite
I’m on some shit, these niggas ain’t lit, I give ’em a life, woah
She on my dick, she on my dick
Got that word, that pussy good now she on my list
Rose Patek, look like duck sauce on my wrist
Young nigga, Bentley trucks parked on my strip
Standin’ on the corner like I’m King Kong
And [?] stop with that .40, playin’ ding dong
And back and forth, ain’t no rappers like ping pong
She fuck Rozay, she on my dick, we sing the same song, woah

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She seen my moves, she on my dick (woo)
The richest nigga, yeah, she on my dick (woo)

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
I used to torture, gave him back his life
He got it wrong if he think I’ma fight him
War cries on all on my lil’ homies homicidal
300 soldiers like I’m Leonidas
I flips them yams and gave my man a Merci
We pop them bottles every night like it’s our anniversary
Hot in Dade County, they gon’ try to stretch him
One APB and they’ll apply the pressure
I know them hot boys, she say I’m the coolest
That coolin’ kid’ll have that chopper coolin’
I took a 50k right to my jewler
Even though a nigga got it, I be actin’ Jewish
No Master P, they got me feelin’ foolish
She hold my dick, I let my gangster bitch hold down my toolie
Yeah, she got potential so I had to school her
I text her papi, he send me my moolah

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)

[Verse 3: Bruno Mali]
I tried to spread the bitch but she on my dick
Told her jump up in this whip, come and drive a stick
I might buy a purse, I might pay her rent
She a all-star, first round draft pick
She call me at the gas station pumpin’ gas
I pulled up at the Chev, run up, drop off a couple bags
Fish tailin’ off the lot with somebody’s thot
When she met me, I was in a drop countin’ guap
Said she fantasize ’bout a real trap nigga
She on my dick so hard, she came before I put it in her
Ha, young, rich, black, trap nigga
With a fuckin’ 7 figures
A huncho on my wrist
Pull up in the whip with the shit and blow your bitch a kiss
All of this ice on me make it hard for you to miss
Every time you see me, look like I just hit a lick, woah

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)

[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
Rims stackin’ on the rear, album of the year
If I want to see her, well then here come the lear
Clear the runway and double in [?]
The baddest bitches only ones that come to see us
Jewels every every day, I’m burnin’ loud (that’s me)
On the top floor and I’m the biggest earnin’ now (that’s me)
Shittin’ on these niggas, Tweet, see ’em in the streets
I’m only talkin’ money so we rarely speak
I got the bitch a buzz and she fell in love
Now she climbin’ out the deck, fuckin’ with a thug
Had my skully on when I fuck her in the tub
Dirty money, buy Chevys, only one I love
She love it how I’m livin’, such a wise decision
In the history books, never in my feelin’s
Pussy wet enough, I think I got her drippin’
Still on my lap, I could count a million

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)

Mango Foo – Levels

[Chorus]
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
Bitches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella

[Verse]
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
I been getttin’ money, I’m paid
I got chains on me, no slave
Big rocks in the bezel
Young nigga get on my level
Scrape the pot for the extras
Trap laboratory, no Dexter
Do a drive-by in a Tesla
Ballin’ like I’m Clyde Drexler
Get my codeine from the medical
I would never put a bitch on a pedestal
These bitches be feelin’ me
You can’t imagine what I’m finna be
You can’t imagine what I’m finna do
I’m blowing up like an inner tube
All of my niggas is riders
We locked in, can’t divide us
These bitches lost tryna find us
Spread the money like a sinus
Bando he trappin’ in the back
Dealin’ hand in hand, no pitty pat
If we run off on you, you can’t get it back
We might run up on you with the mini MAC
She put the dope in her kitty-cat
I keep the Glock in the front seat
Fuck 12 so I’m serving on front street
All of these niggas is lunch meat
How you go big on big?
Meek Mill, I done leveled up
Old rappers need to give it up
No Milwaukee, I got plenty bucks
We know your bag ain’t big enough
You niggas’ face card outdated
Still rappin’ but you ain’t made it
Havin’ debt but you ain’t paid it
I got the streets behind me
All of my niggas is gon’ eat
I got some real diamonds on me
I really came from the concrete

[Chorus]
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
Bitches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella

Levels – Mango Foo lyrics

Lyrics Mango Foo – Levels

It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
b*tches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella.

I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
I been getttin’ money, I’m paid
I got chains on me, no slave
Big rocks in the bezel
Versuri-lyrics.info
Young nigga get on my level
Scrape the pot for the extras
Trap laboratory, no Dexter
Do a drive-by in a Tesla
Ballin’ like I’m Clyde Drexler
Get my codeine from the medical
I would never put a b*tch on a pedestal
These b*tches be feelin’ me
You can’t imagine what I’m finna be
You can’t imagine what I’m finna do
I’m blowing up like an inner tube
All of my niggas is riders
We locked in, can’t divide us
These b*tches lost tryna find us
Spread the money like a sinus
Bando he trappin’ in the back
Dealin’ hand in hand, no pitty pat
If we run off on you, you can’t get it back
We might run up on you with the mini MAC
She put the dope in her kitty-cat
I keep the Glock in the front seat
f*ck 12 so I’m serving on front street
All of these niggas is lunch meat
How you go big on big?
Meek Mill, I done leveled up
Old rappers need to give it up
No Milwaukee, I got plenty bucks
We know your bag ain’t big enough
You niggas’ face card outdated
Still rappin’ but you ain’t made it
Havin’ debt but you ain’t paid it
I got the streets behind me
All of my niggas is gon’ eat
I got some real diamonds on me
I really came from the concrete.

It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
b*tches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachellaaa.
Mango Foo lyrics
Video Mango Foo

Bag talk – Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Bag talk

I can hear it in your voice you wasn’t never in this s**t nigga
We still at war.
Young niggas totin’ Glocks
Sellin’ dope, poppin’ wheelies
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
We was grinding, they was hating
Perfect time to get this money, I was patient
We was Gucci, they was snaking
Only one to keep it real when they was faking
Ain’t a nigga ’round me I ain’t give a hundred bands to
Never .., Im not about them b*tches that we ran through
When you get the money like I got it the can’t stand you
f*ck ’em, we at war with the system, in the streets
Bulletproof I’m in the trenches, niggas said that I got beef
I can’t really trust these niggas ’bout this cash, and I can’t sleep
And my homie lined my other homie up, ’cause he a creep
Show no love for this p***y a*s nigga, it get deep
For the love of that Benji, we spillin’ blood in them streets
And I know why they hate me, it ain’t no love in these streets
He was hearing .., it was cheap
He was sellin us that .., .. Reebok
Damn, thought you was all here, found out that we not
.. for three blocks versuri-lyrics.info
Turn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a ..
It’s a dog-eat-dog enviornment
Young niggas killing, all the old heads retiring
And the sound of that 30 start to sound inspiring
When you pull up on them, I start firing
Please don’t judge us, they done killed our brothers.
..
I went drop top Dawn on ’em, we do numbers
And when we get a chance to rain on ’em, we gon’ flood ’em
f*ck ’em, f*ck ’em.(bag talk)

I told ’em, I’mma pray for ’em
All that drama I feel like I’m made for
Catch a body, take it to the grave for me
And if they pop you off, you’ll never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, …
..
Killed the niggas ..
Why you take it that far?
.. everybody, you gotta understand, dog
We the type to call the house and have a standoff
..

We ain’t never been loved, so we don’t know how it feel
That’s how you feel the fake s**t, they don’t know who was real
All my enemies, frenemies, I don’t know who to kill
I don’t know who gon’ keep it silent and know who gon’ squeal
I can’t tell no more
I don’t know who’s ..
‘Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to that money
I seen niggas .., watch while I”m hungry
b*tches changed for the fame, you gotta watch when they phony
I don’t know where I’m going, I need navigation
They came and .. y’all niggas for they graduation
Spent some time on that .. still ain’t got no patience
Gave my nigga 20 years, put him on vacation
Every time I’m in the hood, I be on some .. s**t
Stars all in the ceiling, feel like it’s a spaceship
In them streets, we still in there, niggas think we made it
They just killed my little cousin, wish I could’ve saved him
‘Member times out in Vegas when we did it major
Niggas turned they back on us, I feel like they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I can’t do no favors
Gotta watch these niggas close ’cause they been catchinnn.
Meek Mill lyrics
Video talk

YBA – Meek Mill feat. The-Dream lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Yba

Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
YBA.

Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up
Coppers runs up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a black man, they never report us
Black man kill a white man, they gon’ start a war
Mama she was sour, sippin’ on the absolute
Young niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap and hoop
Could’ve been a lawyer until they came and shackled you
Feel into the records so them jobs ain’t gettin’ back at you
Them kids ain’t eat yet, so you can’t even sleep yet
That’s the only thing we ever saw, we repeat that
They was playing ball, find them hearts that I beat back
Broad day, threw his life away, soon as he clapped
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his momma relapse
Damn, they don’t understand versuri-lyrics.info
Comin’ from the bottom, it’s so hard to make a plane
Know them kids beefin’, they let it get out of hand
OGs never told us nothin’ in advance
Young niggas killing young niggas, s**t is like the Klan, I said
Told my young nigga, “You the man,” I said
You don’t wanna end up like my man, hot mess
Praying five times a day, prostration on his head
Screamin’ is there a lord and he don’t make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, visit from his sister
Talkin’ bout all these niggas, how they ain’t even with him
Said they would ride or die, but it ain’t even in ’em
Always postin’ on the ‘Gram, they ain’t sendin’ pictures
Never answer when you call but answer for them b*tches
Got you thinking twice, damn I should’ve been a witness
Dismantle my business, just telling my story
All guns no glory, been going on before me
We slaves in the 40’s, still slaves in the present
No toys for Christmas, ain’t get us no presents
Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Youngin’ in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and Wesson
Grew up with the goons, now he need protection
He dropped outta school, then he got arrested
Lord with a blessing, I just hope he learned his lesson
They told us, if we go to jail, we would be respected
They told us, if we make a sale, we would run a check in
Threw a rock out in that field, and got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y’all niggas just rumble
They told you to hustle, them niggas don’t love you.

Young black American, na na
Wanna live like the fairer skin, na na
Fall to the paradigm, na na
Occupied on that Marilyn, na na
The prophecies of the wild nigga, no church
My uncles said stop b*tching nigga, no skirts
It’s kinda crazy there’s another world on the other side of town
Pastor rollin’ up in that Rolce
Pullin’ up in that Holy Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by the Bible code
The destruction, the hate
The obstruction of my faith
My prayers, my faith
Will never be the same.

YBA
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black America
Young black Americaaa.
Meek Mill lyrics
Video America

Whatever you need – Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Whatever you need

Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me
Oohhh baby, I don’t care what them people say
I’m givin’ you whatever you want
Girl, you know I can provide
Whatever you need
Whatever you need, babe
Listen to your heart, baby.

Yeah, I’m the only young nigga who’s poppin’ that
Got it jumpin’ out the heat there like who coppin’ that?
New G Wagon got her braggin’, put a lock on that
Niggas always hit her DM, she don’t holla back, woo, woo, copy that
Cuffin’, I’ve been cuffin’ versuri-lyrics.info
Chanel bags like it’s nothin’, and she love them
Her last nigga, he was bluffin’, she said, “f*ck him”
He let that go, I’m like, “He buggin’,” now she thuggin’ with a real one
I’ve been ballin’ on you ’cause you smart and loyal
All my homies know me best, they say I’m fallin’ for you
And that box be slippery like tryna walk on oil
And I’ll be there long as you there when I be callin’ for you, facts.

Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me
Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say
I’m givin’ you whatever you want
Girl, you know I can provide
Whatever you need
Whatever you need, babe
Listen to your heart, baby.

Yeah, you can get whatever you want, whatever you need
Got a one way flight ’cause I ain’t lettin’ you leave
We ain’t f*ck first night, had me beggin’ you please
But you love when I’m beggin’, you told me get on my knees
And I ate it, we got faded
You said, “Put some Tory Lanez on” and I played it
In Philly, we say you the main joint and we save it
Finally got a rich nigga, baby, you made it
Long as you hold me down, you know that it’s goin’ down
Be there when I turn around and I’ll turn your world around
I had to tone it down ’cause you made me slow it down
But I got you open now, so I’m ’bout to show you now, show you now.

What makes you think that I would try to run a game on you?
Just as sure as my name is Dolla, I’ll be there for you and I’ll
Treat you just like a queen and give you fine things
You’ll never have to worry ’bout another in your place, so believe me when I say.

Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me
Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say
I’m givin’ you whatever you want
Girl, you know I can provide
Whatever you need
Whatever you need, babe
Listen to your heart, babyyy.
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Glow up – Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Glow up

I say Lord be my saviour when it come to gettin’ this paper
Please protect me from my haters, just save me and I won’t save her
Say Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Yeah, they’re f*ckboys and they can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win
Check, check, check, check.(glow up)

Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
We in this b*tch and we goin’ up
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Treat this s**t like my persona
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Remember those feds was on us
We used to trap out them Hondas
Now we pull up in the foreigns
glow up, glooow up
Versuri-lyrics.info
Walk in, show up
Smoke one, roll up
Bad b*tch, hold up
glooow up, glooow up
Trap boys, don’t touch
We strapped, slow up
glooow up, glooow up.

Yeahhh, I’m laughin’ to the bank
All new blue baby Franks
Pulled up on ’em in the tank, yeah
That guy just a rap guy
I’m so mad fly and he ain’t, oohhh
pus*y left me baptised
He hit until I fade, woo
I was glowin’ up out Miami
They all cornballs, they can’t stand me
I finesse her out them panties
I hit raw dog, get a Plan B, hoe
Top boy, that my bro, bro
Old school, that my woaaah, woah
She f*ck me on the low, low
Got her on strings, yoyo
She post up for MCM and we like, “That nigga Jojo”
When we out and we see him he always ask for photos.

I say Lord be my saviour when it come to gettin’ this paper
Please protect me from my haters, just save me and I won’t save her
Say Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Yeah, they’re f*ckboys and they can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win
Check, check, check, check.

Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
We in this b*tch and we glowin’ up
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Treat this s**t like my persona
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Remember those feds was on us
We used to trap out them Hondas
Now we pull up in the foreigns
glooow up, glooow up
Walk in, show up
Smoke one, roll up
Bad b*tch, hold up
glooow up, glooow up
Trap boys, don’t touch
We strapped, slow up
glow up, glooow up.

Yeah, ate that pus*y she lucky
I don’t f*ck her she f*ck me
5 mil’ cash and tuck it, ooh
Big racks on me buzzin’
I walk up in Neimans, spend 10K just like it’s nothin’
I hang with the demons, they don’t play by me, we cuttin’
Woo, I was coolin’ out Atlanta
Mix the codeine with the Fanta
Off them Perccy’s, I got stamina
I go monkey off that banana, hoe
Get with that b*tch, she gon’ do just what I say
Pull up on her, fast as Uber in that Wraith
She so bad but she say put it on her face
I feel guilty, I might as well just plead my case, hey.

I say Lord be my saviour when it come to gettin’ this paper
Please protect me from my haters, just save me and I won’t save her
Say Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Yeah, they’re f*ckboys and they can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win
Check, check, check, check.

Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
We in this b*tch and we glowin’ up
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Treat this s**t like my persona
Glowin’ up, glowin’ up, glowin’ up
Remember those feds was on us
We used to trap out them Hondas
Now we pull up in the foreigns
glooow up, glooow up
Walk in, show up
Smoke one, roll up
Bad b*tch, hold up
glooow up, glooow up
Trap boys, don’t touch
We strapped, slow up
glow up, glow uppp.
Meek Mill lyrics
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Left Hollywood – Meek Mill lyrics

Lyrics Meek Mill – Left Hollywood

I had to get out of Hollywood
Get back to the trenches, they said they need me
Little fish.(left hollywood)

I used to cop my little reggie tryna feed myself
My cousin had that work but I didn’t need no help
Man I was so f*cked up I couldn’t believe myself
That’s why I be at the jeweler tryna freeze myself
’cause my heart so cold, we ain’t got no goals
All these young niggas killin’ like they ain’t got no souls
Talkin’ Grand Marquis, before I cop my Rolls
It was all so sweet until Dashawn told
Really hurt my heart, ripped my feelings apart
Out in Philly it’s dark, we was really so scarred
But actin’ silly so hard but we just wanted some love
Mama workin’, daddy dead I just wanted a hug
Why you think we spillin’ spade when we go to the club
All my homies think I smoke, we just rollin’ it up
I’m stressed out, niggas got drugs feel left out
So I went to chasin’ them birdies, I went south, f*ck it.

I went from goin’ to school, to totin’ them tools and makin’ a move
Said I would win, they said I would lose, s**t
We’re so confused, hope I don’t make the news, oh Lord
We was breakin’ the rules, trappin’ to get some food
Risking freedom for shoes versuri-lyrics.info
Knowin’ that I don’t need em, I’m spending money on jewels
Jeweler like gettin’ food, they told us that this was cool.

Caught my first case, it was me versus the state
I just wanted some steak and some food on my plate
Came up from s**t I’m like “how can you hate”
I’m just tryna be great, I survived with the snakes
Look what they did to Lil Kodak and Gates’
I can’t lose faith, I just want shine like the stars in my wraith
We go to war in fatigues like it’s bape
I don’t feel safe, can’t sleep without it
Master with them P’s yeah boy I’m bout it bout it
Brought me to my knees back when everybody doubted
Can’t let my youngins see me fold, I’m too solid
If I stand on it, I’ma stand doing it
Put some bags on the scale, put some grams on it
This the only s**t I knew I seen my man done it
Tryna be like niggas who were never there for us
We ain’t have no guidance.

I went from goin’ to school, to totin’ them tools, and makin’ a move
Said I would win, they said I would lose, s**t
We’re so confused, hope I don’t make the news, oh Lord
We was breakin’ the rules, trappin’ to get some food
Risking freedom for shoes
Knowin’ that I don’t need em I’m be spending money on jewels
Jeweler like gettin’ food, they told us that this was cool.

Coppers scoopin’ niggas out their radar
Niggas puttin’ niggas in the graveyard
Jobs told us beat it like an A&R
So we play with heart, f*ck it we gon’ play it raw
Cut the lights, told my momma they ain’t stayin’ off
They killed my daddy and it turned me to a man, dog
We play with rugers, play with Glocks, we ain’t playin ball
S**t we tryna stay alive it’s a standoff
My life for your life
Go to war like we got like four lives
Talkin’ before like, all this lil’ rap s**t
Where I’m from if you turn eighteen, then that’s More Life
For real nigga.(left hollywood)

When you have no voice
Ain’t nobody hear us, so we ain’t have no choice.

I went from goin’ to school, to totin’ them tools, and makin’ a move
Said I would win, said I would lose, s**t
We’re so confused, hope I don’t make the news, oh Lord
We was breakin’ the rules, trappin’ to get some food
Risking freedom for shoes
Knowin’ that all I’ma be spending money on jewels
Jeweler like gettin’ food, they told us that this was coolll.(left hollywood)
Meek Mill lyrics
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Futuristic – Epiphany Lyrics

[Intro: Futuristic]
I had an epiphany
I was repeating history
I was doing everything I hated
The weight on my shoulders
I let it all get to me (I let it all get to me)
I had an epiphany
I just smiled at my enemies
I was listening to everybody who was talking
But never did shit for me, yeah
I had an epiphany
I was looking at everybody else that’s up in the industry
They ain’t as sick as me (they ain’t as sick as me)
I had an epiphany
I was seeing somebody that never had no good intentions for me
Now she missing me, yuh (now she missing me)

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Moral of the story is that nobody did it for me
Had to make a change (nah)
I was living in the city with no scene
I had a dream I had to make a lane (yup, yup)
Always knew that I couldn’t live off of minimum wage
Ripping the pay stub
I had a minimal taste for all the fame stuff
But I got into the game without a cent to my name
And now I’m ballin’ like I’m in the NBA, bruh
And I know I got a lot but I’m not content
If they ask me to stop, I will not consent
Never gonna let nobody block cause my shot to miss
You can meet me at the top if you hop the fence
And you climb the stairs
And you fight the beast
And you lose your way
Then you find your peace
And you do it sober
Then you find a drink
Then you spiral down
And it all repeats
And I always had a vision I could get it
So I did it by my lonely
I don’t owe nobody nothing, never let nobody own me
Got some money from the music, and I spend it on the homies
But don’t put nothin’ before me, gave a whip to little Brody
And I’m only getting started
And I’m eating with the people that I starve with
And my batteries, I had to recharge ’em
I made an album but that shit was garbage
Yo, I was trapped in a gimmick
I finally get it
I’m here to make music that matters
If I die, it’ll all be alright
‘Cause the message I gave you will live for me after
And my chapter will highlight a lifetime
Of energy gave through a bright mind
How you never had to stand on the sideline
How you the guide to your own guidelines

[Bridge: Futurisitic]
That’s an epiphany
I had an epiphany, yeah
That’s an epiphany
I had an epiphany, yeah

[Verse 2: NF]
I had an epiphany
That I could make history
That I could prove everyone wrong
That told me I wasn’t cut out for this music thing, yeah
I had an epiphany
What if I took my energy
And used it on positive things in my life
Instead of the people that lie to me, huh?
Yeah, I had an epiphany
That I could put all of my hurt into music
And use it for people that might feel the same as me
Yeah, I had an epiphany
What if everyone knew my depression was worse than they thought?
They probably gonna look at me differently
Yo, this song got me going back, when I was a stupid kid
Thinking maybe I could make it in the music biz
And then I figured out the politics
And realized that half of y’all don’t even know what music is
And going nowhere, I told ’em to get used to me
Feels like I’m living in a movie scene
A bunch of people trying to tell me how to act and breathe
One thing I never let nobody ever do was tell me who to be
I never got into the party scene
Maybe I was just scared to drink
‘Cause addiction it runs in my family
That’s someone I was scared to be
You’re looking pitiful compared to me
Since I can barely read
All I wanted was somebody I could trust
That I knew would keep it real with me
Rap’s always been a mirror for me
That’s when I figured out that maybe I’m the one that’s gotta make it on my own, yeah, it’s clear to see
A lot of people think that what I’m doing is a gimmick
Everything you hear me writing I’ve been living
I ain’t quitting, send the money to my family
Try to show them that I miss them
And I cherish every moment when I’m home and when I’m with them
And this is the way that I feel
In the industry of fakes trying to stay real
In the industry of lames trying to get deals
Lord knows imma get it, that’s Meek Mill
Yeah, I lay in my bed at night thinking
“There’s got to be more to me”
I’m trying to pay off the mortgaging
But the life of the people I love in the midst of it
I’ve always thought that if
I learn from mistakes that I’d make
Even the losses are victories
That’s when it starts hitting me
If you set your mind to it you can do anything

[Outro: NF]
That’s an epiphany
That’s an epiphany, yeah
I had an epiphany
I had an epiphany, yeah

T.I. – Blackman (feat. Meek Mill, Quavo & Rara) (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Ridin’ down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over sayin’ you smell marijuana? (Smellin’ the gas)
I said I got a ID, I got glaucoma (I got ID)
He said, "We ain’t in Cali nigga, get out, put your hands up"
Runnin’ real hard shook the taser (shook the taser)
Runnin’ real hard shook the taser (shook the taser)
I told him can we split it, we gon’ shake ’em
Nigga hit my phone when you made it (brrp)
Out of here, PJ to Jamaica
Naw I ain’t tell ya wrong, get the paper
Been fightin’ too long against haters
My attitude, yeah I’m going for the shaders

[Verse 2: Rara]
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound off for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
Pig in a blanket, fuck was you thinkin’?
Free that nigga Boosie, runnin’ at the police
Left him with a slow leak, right outside VC
Tryna keep a Phantom like DC
Hangout the G like free Meek
Kill a nigga reachin’ for a cell phone
Hurt to tell his mama he ain’t comin’ home
That’s why I stay strapped all summer long
And you know it

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that you nervous? (damn)

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Black man
Running from the law like Pac-Man
Try and throw the raw all in the trash can
Got smoked by a cop on the dash cam
Mug shot on the news, he a mad man
When all he did was hustle to run the cash in
He feedin’ kids in jail if he wasn’t crackin’
Too many felonies on my jacket
All of my brothers turn to assassins
We seen too many brothers get put in caskets
Too many young baby mothers and baby daddies
In the graveyard back then
I went from sittin’ on clubs to the cashmere
You shoulda seen how I flossed on ’em last year
Two Maybachs and I had a bad year
Young nigga countin’ money like a cashier
White man wanna pay me like I’m U-N-O
Niggas wanna see me at my funeral
Neither of my own homie wanna do me though
Layin’ on my dog crib like I’m Snoopy though
That’s my nigga, I ain’t even wanna do it though
If I don’t do it, shit I know he gon’ do me though
Cause he broke and he trippin’ ’bout stupid hoes
But I’m a Don just like motherfuckin’ Julio
Black man

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

[Verse 4: T.I.]
Police see I got my hands up
Still wanna kill me, they don’t understand us
They be lookin’ for a reason just to shoot me
And wanna do me how they do us in the movies
Or how they do it out in Baton Rouge
Or Ferguson, or Florida, or Baltimore, they make excuses
Like I did cause I thought he had a pistol
Or I did it cause I thought he was a Muslim
My message to America, felon or death here
The liquor we die, we just substances left here
First you put us in a small hood
And then you beat us and you treat us like it’s all good
And then shoot us and you screw us economically, mentally
Killin’ nigga, no penalty, they can do that shit legally
Bet I can make that ass think ‘fore you shoot
You kill me, man there gon’ be more of some riotin’ and lootin’
We say black lives matter, you say all lives
But y’all ain’t the ones gettin’ hogtied
Persecuted, executed, one day it gon’ be time for retribution
Hope you don’t ever see your son in an institution
I know karma is constant and God ain’t no nonsense
You doin’ wrong just to run shit
One day the time gon’ run out for the dumb shit
Ain’t no deception, tryna get in Heaven
You gettin’ nailed, bet it’s on your Mary
And you know what you did for who how much you really care
And what you really felt, he gon’ deny the opportunity to unify
With people who look similar to you and I
Cause he don’t wanna have a

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

Rockie Fresh – Pray 4 Me (Priorities 5 Album) letras

[Verse 1]
I’m afraid of myself more than anyone else
I’m still lookin’ in the mirror when in need of some help
They assissinate my character and swing for the belt
But I still feel gifted when my presence is felt
Tryin’ take me out the game but you know Imma stay in
Only thing on my mind go hard, straight win
Lookin’ at these niggas like why we can’t stay friends?
I pray Meek Mill and Drake work again, Amen
I forgot I signed up for all of these wild days
I need two shots just for all of this foul play
I hit a far ball when I was tryin’ to reach homebase
My haters struck out, I’m like speak for your own case
Yeah, lately I been viewin’ thing differently
While ridin’ on my mission I ain’t crash today
Could’ve not woke up, could’ve past away
I’m startin’ to see what the pastor say
I have to say damn…

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me
[Speech [?]]
Fight so hard that you bring a stop in the defense of all
You can’t even be creative but you been through so much trials to survive
That you have forgotten what it felt like, when you were free

[Verse 2]
This made me think about my high school crush
Back when missy used to tell us to pass that dutch
At 16 it’s that shit, you pass that blunt
It’s a real easy score anytime we layin’ up, yeah
Fast break to the bedroom each day
Puttin’ up “Highlights” need a replay
Now it’s every other week I gotta switch states
Cops killin’ niggas and it’s hard to find a safe place
Treat me like ingrate, lunch room, big plate
Still gotta eat though easy as a free throw
And I ain’t got no time for no weakos
I ain’t fuckin’ with no cheap hoes, Lord knows
Could’ve been a whole lot deeper but a lot more simple I been stayin’ on your mental
And the city kills dog men without a pencil, only God knows what they been through

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me

Rockie Fresh – Pray 4 Me

[Verse 1]
I’m afraid of myself more than anyone else
I’m still lookin’ in the mirror when in need of some help
They assissinate my character and swing for the belt
But I still feel gifted when my presence is felt
Tryin’ take me out the game but you know Imma stay in
Only thing on my mind go hard, straight win
Lookin’ at these niggas like why we can’t stay friends?
I pray Meek Mill and Drake work again, Amen
I forgot I signed up for all of these wild days
I need two shots just for all of this foul play
I hit a far ball when I was tryin’ to reach homebase
My head is struck out, I’m like speak for your own case
Yeah, lately I been viewin’ thing differently
While ridin’ on my mission I ain’t crash today
Could’ve not woke up, could’ve past away
I’m startin’ to see what the pastor say
I have to say damn…

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me
[Speech [?]]
Fight so hard that you bring a stop in the defense of all
You can’t even be creative but you been through so much trials to survive
That you have forgotten what it felt like, when you were free

[Verse 2]
This made me think about my high school crush
Back when [?] she used to tell us to pass that dust
At 16 it’s that shit, you pass that blunt
It’s a real easy score anytime we layin’ up, yeah
Fast break to the bedroom each day
Puttin’ up “Highlights” need a replay
Now it’s every other week I gotta switch states
Cops killin’ niggas and it’s hard to find a safe place
Treat me like ingrate, lunch room, big plate
Still gotta eat though easy as a [?]
And I ain’t got no time for no weakos
I ain’t fuckin’ with no cheap hoes, Lord knows
Could’ve been a whole lot deeper but a lot more simple I been stayin’ on your mental
And the city kills dog men without a pencil, only God knows what they been through

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me

Rockie Fresh – Pray 4 Me letras

[Verse 1]
I’m afraid of myself more than anyone else
I’m still lookin’ in the mirror when in need of some help
They assissinate my character and swing for the belt
But I still feel gifted when my presence is felt
Tryin’ take me out the game but you know Imma stay in
Only thing on my mind go hard, straight win
Lookin’ at these niggas like why we can’t stay friends?
I pray Meek Mill and Drake work again, Amen
I forgot I signed up for all of these wild days
I need two shots just for all of this foul play
I hit a far ball when I was tryin’ to reach homebase
My head is struck out, I’m like speak for your own case
Yeah, lately I been viewin’ thing differently
While ridin’ on my mission I ain’t crash today
Could’ve not woke up, could’ve past away
I’m startin’ to see what the pastor say
I have to say damn…

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me

[Speech [?]]
Fight so hard that you bring a stop in the defense of all
You can’t even be creative but you been through so much trials to survive
That you have forgotten what it felt like, when you were free

[Verse 2]
This made me think about my high school crush
Back when [?] she used to tell us to pass that dust
At 16 it’s that shit, you pass that blunt
It’s a real easy score anytime we layin’ up, yeah
Fast break to the bedroom each day
Puttin’ up “Highlights” need a replay
Now it’s every other week I gotta switch states
Cops killin’ niggas and it’s hard to find a safe place
Treat me like ingrate, lunch room, big plate
Still gotta eat though easy as a [?]
And I ain’t got no time for no weakos
I ain’t fuckin’ with no cheap hoes, Lord knows
Could’ve been a whole lot deeper but a lot more simple I been stayin’ on your mental
And the city kills dog men without a pencil, only God knows what they been through

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Found the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me

Rockie Fresh – Pray 4 Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m afraid of myself more than anyone else
I’m still lookin’ in the mirror when in need of some help
They assissinate my character and swing for the belt
But I still feel gifted when my presence is felt
Tryin’ take me out the game but you know Imma stay in
Only thing on my mind go hard, straight win
Lookin’ at these niggas like why we can’t stay friends?
I pray Meek Mill and Drake work again, Amen
I forgot I signed up for all of these wild days
I need two shots just for all of this foul play
I hit a far ball when I was tryin’ to reach homebase
My head is struck out, I’m like speak for your own case
Yeah, lately I been viewin’ thing differently
While ridin’ on my mission I ain’t crash today
Could’ve not woke up, could’ve past away
I’m startin’ to see what the pastor say
I have to say damn…

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Find the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me
[Speech [?]]
Fight so hard that you bring a stop in the defense of all
You can’t even be creative but you been through so much trials to survive
That you have forgotten what it felt like, when you were free

[Verse 2]
This made me think about my high school crush
Back when [?] she used to tell us to pass that dust
At 16 is that shit, you pass that blunt
It’s a real easy score anytime we layin’ up, yeah
Fast break to the bedroom each day
Puttin’ up “Highlights” need a replay
Now it’s every other week I gotta switch states
Cops killin’ niggas and it’s hard to find a safe place
Treat me like ingrate, lunch room, big plate
Still gotta eat though easy as a [?]
And I ain’t got no time for no weakos
I ain’t fuckin’ with no cheap hoes, Lord knows
Could’ve been a whole lot deeper but a lot more simple I been stayin’ on your mental
And the city kills dog men without a pencil, only God knows what they been through

[Hook]
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody love me like they say they love me
Thank God, somebody prayin’ for me
Situations gettin’ ugly
Find the beauty in struggle now they can’t touch me
I know somebody prayin’ for me
Somebody somewhere prayin’ for me

Arcangel & Bad Bunny – Tu No Vive Asi letras

[Bad Bunny]
Me acostumbre al software
Ella no batea
No llegan a casa no se capean
Solo modelos como varea
Multiplica el 100 es en la tarea
Yo soy el cacique en tu propia aldea
Valgo más que todo lo que te rodea
No te la crea recuerda que curri la mete hasta que lebron lo galdea..
Baja por la cuesta, que ando con la orquesta
Cabrones la cesta, yo nunca estoy abajo en las apuestas
Y menos en esta, te la ubico que de la recta final
Estamos en el final de la recta
El diablo me inyecta y saco la casa ni los acuesta.
Otro que se cae por la fuerza de gravedad
Otro más por si sobrevive de casualidad
Refuta mi tesis, cabrón y te vamos a dar catequesis
No he metido un gol y tengo a Cristianos orándole a Messi.

[Arcangel]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva se pasa pendiente de mi
Me llama pa’ darle y le digo que si
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací

[Bad Bunny]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva me llama y le digo que si
Yo no voa cambiar yo siempre he sido así
Sigo a­quí, sigo, sigo a­quí
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Arcangel]
Volví, pero pa’ meterle al Beat
¿Pero como que volví? Yo no entiendo
Si yo nunca me fui
Más duro que el bicho mío
Jode conmigo y sale pal tío
Tengo pal de hijos, pal de sobrinos
El que no me dice papi, me dice tío.
Respeten los rangos, la posición
Cambié la fama por admiración
Nunca me quedo sin munición
Quieren frontear pero no tienen condición.
Sigo mi vida vivo cabrón
Siempre activo en mi maquinón
Salí solito del callejón
Y le compre una mansión a mami de un millón.
Tengo la grasa
Tengo el piquete que mueve las masas
Soy fiel a mi disquera
Por eso to’ el mundo pregunta que pasa
Arcángel suena
Hey, por más que lo bloqueemos
Arcángel llena todos los conciertos
Y nosotros no lo tenemos.

[Bad Bunny]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva me llama y le digo que si
Yo no voa cambiar yo siempre he sido así
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Arcangel]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva se pasa pendiente de mi
Me llama pa’ darle y le digo que si
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Bad Bunny]
Hoy salimos de noche con todos los muchachos
Puestos pa’ la hisetería
Estos cabrones me roncan de palo y nosotros
Dueños de la ferretería
Andamos con to’ los rosarios sin saber el Ave María
Me roncan, me roncan, me roncan, me roncan
Y están como Meek Mill sin batería.
No fallamos un gancho
Hoy si me toma el engancho
Nos metemos a tu rancho
Y en la cara te hacemos un hueco ancho
¿Qué si soy maleante?
Cabrón yo no sé, lo que sé
Es que los nervios no existen después de 2 percocet
Hoy no hay escusa y si se saca se usa
Si mi 40 fuera Versache
En la cara te hacemos una medusa
La noche es confusa y si conmigo te cruzas
Cabrón te vamo a dejar brincando
Como en el Hola Palusa.
Marihuana, la juca y pastilla
La cubana que te dejo brilla
Hoy te ponemos en capilla
Aunque ande con la familia comiendo en padilla
Todavía no ha nacido alguien que lo haga como yo
Si no te pillo en PR te pillo en los 2000 New York

Austin Baby
Oh shit
Bad Bunny
El Conejo Malo
Y yo soy El Duende Malvado
Hear This Music
Ósea que nos quedó cabrón
Díselo Luian
Mambo Kingz