Meek Mill

Meek Mill - G5 Freestyle

rate me

Ah, lord forgive me for my sins

I was chasin ends, and I’m into makin money

I ain’t to makin friends

Cause these niggas rattin, I ain’t fin to take a chance

Homie said he bout that action, they grabbed me take a stand now

Say loyalty make a man, got an army and he told

I don’t even shake his hand

I don’t even crack a smile, know him since a child man

Man this game so wild, but niggas made vow to a code I’ll never break

Riding in the heavy weight

36 o’s in the bird call it featherweight

Never on time when I show up I be already late

Niggas got fat while we starved, they already ate

And I’m tryina get 4, mask on, clip 4

If you got the money, we attack him like a pitbull

We selling soft, we sellin hard like it’s a brick store

On my dick nigga thought that’s what you trick for

You pissed off, I only deal with the big dogs

Could have bought a maybach before I signed with rick ross

That’s the reason that I’m turning up

Going daughters when these haters got them niggas burning up

Niggas with the murderers, this label on me burglar

You ain’t talking money to me I need a interpreter

Cause I can’t understand that, money rubber band that

Take off in my city, in your city where I land at

When I’m in your town, for the rounds in my damn strap

Boy what a feeling in here.

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