Meek Mill - Faded Too Long lyrics

rate me

See when i do joints like this

I do it for the youngin' in the ghetto

that ..never hear story ‘cause he gonna make it to say

see you know what’s crazy

i want to court all the day the DA say she hate me

how you gonna hate me when me and Lu just took twenty racks

and put coast on them kids back

it’s 30 degrees outside

Verse:

24 how could i ask for more

I got my deal its gettin real i'm making cash for sure

Stunting every chance i get because i had it poor

But every time i go to sleep i hear the devil at my door

And I’m on the papers, so them courts I’m going back and forth

Dealing with probation man they all said I’ll be back for sure

Mama turned to zombies from that raw, because its crack galore You wonder why them babies running crazy steady clapping off

Getting life before they get p**sy ‘cause aint nobody love em

So they life get took-en

locked in cages have them fighting over cookies

And lunch trays just happy them days aint never killed me

Yeah i remember, it was a hot December niggas dying top of winter

‘cause them kids need them toys where santa clause dont see

them boys or Seen them girls around here that’s Jack boys down stairs

No man with the big bag just man with the big gat

Tryin to take his shit back cause he feel the world owe him

And his daughter want a barbie bike for Christmas he gone show her

That love is there no mother there, Just her and little brother there ..we wash our pain with belvedere and use the drugs they brung us here ..

We get high to get by, hot dogs no rib-eyes ..with tear drips from red eyes

..where ends dont meet the deadlines

the D.A said she hate me but i don’t understand when i just rock the show in front of Fifty thousand fans

i think that bitch racist ,She probably in a clan

she take her pain out on me, But she probably need a man

i took my mom from public housing Put her in the sticks

we came a long way from welfare and getting WIC

that shit just make me hungry And now we’re getting rich and all these niggas gettin sick, I know they wanna get me hit

‘cause i’m ball Yeah ‘cause i’m ballin

Outro:

It's like sometimes I gotta always let these type joints go man just speakin to the streets...

that bitch say she hate me i felt some type of way about that ..

Last night we just came out givin two three hundred pair of shoes to the schools

to the girls and the boys basketball teams

how you hate me, you hate me ‘cause i’m doing and i’m supposed to

and i’m making more money than you

well bitch you can hate me for that

let’s get it

Thanks to KhasDOe for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Rj for correcting these lyrics