Meek Mill - Tony Story Pt 2 lyrics

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Paulie killed Tony right?

And Tony killed Ty so it was only right

Bring 'em back 20 years they was only tykes

Sixth grade, for the love of the paper ain't nothing nice

And Paulie just loving life

He got them birds and he serving niggas left and right

Never used to party in them clubs every night

Popping bottles, blowin paper, balling hard, he know they hating

But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony

And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely

And Paulie gettin' money so them bitches all on him

And his young boys ridin', they ready to fall for him

Cause word on the street that Paulie did that

Used Key gold diggin' ass to get 'em back

Text him through her phone, found out where he live at

She woke up in the morning like "I never sent that"

But she never told Paulie what she saw

She was running her mouth, lookin' to start a war

Cause Tony's little brother 16 and up the wall

Robbin' everything movin' and breakin' every law (LAW)

And Paulie on a rise now

Niggas that played the middle pickin' sides now

Plus he heard Tony's brother tryin' to ride now

So he put the check up on his head, he gotta die now

"I want this nigga dead"

Paulie's youngest on the corner

Tony's little brother he slippin', yea he's a goner

Fucking with that lean, he dippin' one in the morning

Shots fired, niggas scatter without a warnin'

He strapped too, reach and fixin' to get up on 'em

The gat jam, he bang back tryin' to avoid 'em

Them niggas dumpin', he get up runnin' and hittin' on 'em

He hit the alley, get a body he dippin' on 'em

Said "it's on now", try an kill em its war now

Swisher in his mouth while loadin his four pound

Feelin like he dead there ain't no remource now

Gettin high and he thinkin bout kickin in doors now

Mamma and lil kids get on the floor now

Finger on the trigger he feel it its goin down

Old ladys gotta hear that thunder storm sound

Cuz they sad when it rain it really gone pour down

And its rainin like katrina, he got 30 in his ninna

Seen paulie car droped 30 in his beamer

Paulie wasn't in it when he heared it he was steamin

Addicted to the murder so you know that nigga feindin

And he want this nigga dead before sunday hit

But youngin tryina live on some sunday shit

And time fly fast it was monday quick

And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay shit

And show em how its done so he loadin up his gun

And show this young nigga he fuck wit the wrong one

Got a short temper and clutchin the long gun

And its on sight he dont give a fuck if the law come

So he out here

Ridin dirty put down them birdies

And without fear niggas lurkin

They tryina murder heared he out there

Niggas spin em they tryina hit em

Hittin every corner seein niggas but he ain't wit em

Youngin layin low he know paulie ain't playin thoe

Theres money on his head and niggas is sayin go

But youngin he ain't scared he cool as a fan thoe

He know its get down wit that burner or end up a dead soul

It was four in the morn', paulie goin home

Windsheilds wipin, middle of the rain storm

And paulie he ain't slippin yea he got that thang on

You know what he did to tony he won't get the same song

So when he hit the crib he spin the block befor he park it

Paulie ain't bitch at all paulie just causious

But lil did he knoe niggas in the streets talkin

And out his rear veiw its like he seen a reaper walkin

Nigga wit a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparkin

Shot hit the window get low he tryina off em

Youngin boxed him in and paulie can see the coffin

He get to reachin trigga squeezin tryin get em off em

Them shots ringin youngin squeezin clip empty

Thats when paulie rose right then put six in em

Walked down on em he layin in a puddle

Looked him in the face,"you ain't learn from yo brother nigga?"