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  • 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


  • YFN Lucci – Street Kings (feat. Meek Mill)

    [Chorus: YFN Lucci]
    Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
    I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
    And we ain’t really smelling that shit
    When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
    Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
    Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

    [Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
    Uh, know I’m from the projects
    In the hood know I still got on all my shit
    100k on my neck
    Die for my respect
    Tryin’ ride on the kid, fuck around and wreck
    Play you, die, you next
    Uh, true number one got ’em upset
    I’ve been on my young fly shit since a lil’ jet, true shit
    A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with
    Don’t be jumping in shit you ain’t got nothin’ to do with
    Sweep yo’ block like a house sweep, y’all all sweet
    Never been the type to call all beef, don’t call me
    Nigga talkin’ ’bout he gon’ off me, they lost me
    They tryin’ do me like Jeezy, they tryin’ cross me
    I’ma give a nigga the full clip ’til it’s all E
    After bloodshed ain’t no sorry, I’m sorry
    We was all broke now we all kings
    Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means
    We all G’s

    [Chorus: YFN Lucci]
    Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
    I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
    And we ain’t really smelling that shit
    When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
    Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
    Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

    [Verse 2: Meek Mill]
    Shout out my niggas that stayed down
    That’s why they still with me I came up
    Got some money and look what they sayin’ now
    But they tell you them niggas stand up, I manned up
    And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom’s to public housing
    Had to put her in that mansion, for the hood I got a Audi
    And they tell me that I’m losin’, man you niggas fuckin’ wildin’
    When they killed Lil’ Snupe, I took a L
    Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed
    We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell
    We ain’t never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale
    Busting’ bricks sellin’ bails, I ain’t never tell
    Only thing a nigga takin’ from me is a shell
    Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell
    If you was from my hood, then you would never get a cell
    Fuck nigga!

    [Chorus: YFN Lucci]
    Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
    I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
    And we ain’t really smelling that shit
    When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
    Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
    Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
    Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions


  • We Ball

    Lyrics to ‘We Ball’ by Meek Mill:

    –Intro: Meek Mill–
    Yeah!
    RIP Dex Osama
    Lil Snupe
    All the fallen soldiers
    Scooter, Truce

    –Verse 1: Meek Mill–
    When they killed my nigga Snupe I seen my young nigga
    In the casket he ain’t even have no blood in him
    Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
    Ain’t got no patience for these motherfuckin’ fuck niggas
    I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
    But now they all bustin’ u’ies its goin’ cost ’em
    I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin
    Killed his only big brother and we lost him
    So I’mma hold it down ’til we all win
    We’ve been at the clear port ballin’
    I just want to see my niggas flossin’

    And I can’t trust nobody
    They hit your homie, it ain’t nothing so what
    They said that they would ride or die but ain’t nobody roll by

    –Verse 2: Young Thug–
    I hope the law got us
    When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
    Man I must’ve thrown up everything I ever ate
    Man I know he at some dice at the heaven gate
    Kicking shit with all these bitches like
    Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
    Selling dog food tryna feed my pugs
    Young rich nigga and I’m built for a ton
    And I’m going through stuff, I don’t feel no love
    I shook your body and you still ain’t come
    Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
    Feds watching and he still might come
    I wanna see my brother with the [??]dic not the static
    [??] rapping so I [??] with my daddy
    All I see was red, brother bleeding by the casket
    Perkys got me focused , I don’t notice [?] damages
    Now I see no purposes, in the county eating sandwiches
    Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn’t balance it
    You can’t question god, yeah , yeah, these challenges
    Sipping on this activis, I swear I gotta manage it
    Let’s all cheat the challenges
    Make that work do acrobatic flips, accurate
    And I’m leaning like a project banister [??]


  • DJ Mustard – What These B*tches Want (feat. Meek Mill, Nipsey Hussle & Ty Dolla $Ign) (Cold Summer Album) letras

    [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
    Before this rapping I wanted to be a kingpin
    On the corner with niggas running them things in
    I was told get the money and bring the team in
    And never ever let them hoes get between them
    Born a slave, but I die a king, and um
    For bad bitches with money and I got a thing and um
    I’m feeling like King James when he got his ring
    Because I started off with nothing except a dream, nigga
    I’m cut from a different cloth
    They don’t make no more, you niggas soft
    The streets killed Lil Snupe, I took a loss
    That’s why my heart so cold, my shit defrost
    Everybody saying that I stunt too much
    But they don’t know where I came from, I done too much
    And my ex chick said I like to fuck too much
    So I turned around and told her, “Bitch you want too much”
    Meek Milly

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What these bitches want from a nigga?
    Want from meeeee, want from me
    What you want from me? Want from me
    I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
    Look, no one can save us and we realized it
    We knew the outcome and we still tried it
    That South Central state of mind
    I’m in the field, logic to be a real rider
    We did this shit to the extreme where you ain’t feel honest
    Now this blood is on your hands and you hope these bills wash it
    Sinking deeper in regret but that’s the real faucet
    See man, go for self, that was the real Slauson
    But do this win, lose or draw that was a real promise
    Till death do us what’s most important was rep to us
    The set schooled us to love and lie and respect shooters
    Reflect to it, this year I’m dropping my best music
    Hope you niggas get rich and then reinvest to it
    Wish you niggas success and minus the stress to it
    Lot of steps, lot of losses and regrets to it
    A game of life, you ain’t the type that will accept losing
    Whatever’s left to it, flying in a jet to it

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What these bitches want from a nigga?
    Want from meeeee, want from me
    What you want from me? Want from me
    I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
    Yeah, yeah

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Girl I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
    You ain’t trying to waste no time (no time)
    So I gotta let you know (let you know, ohhh)
    Money on my mind
    Money over bitches, that’s the story of my life
    Yeah I know them guys try to catch me slipping
    Tell them keep on trying

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What these bitches want from a nigga?
    Want from meeeee, want from me
    What you want from me? Want from me
    I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah