Don't Follow The Heathens Freestyle
Meek Mill
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One time for all the trench babies worldwide Reportin' live Meek Milly, you already know Uh, let me talk, gang I got different emotions Startin' to feel like Call of Duty all this shit that I'm totin' And it been hard to trust people, 'cause they been livin' too soulless To clear my mind, I take a dip in the ocean, clear my soul up Niggas know I rose up from a Rolls truck Started from a Chevy, now it's a 'Rari with the doors up Comin' down on Collins, VS diamonds make them hoes lush Yeah, they got it and we got it too, but they still chose us They had the drop but froze up, they ain't really cut Every time somebody die, we shoot the city up Every time I tell her, "Ride me," she gon' giddy up That pussy good, I put it up I wish you would, I get you touched It's a lot of niggas hatin', but it's still plenty us I treat it like motivation, I just gotta pick it up I made a vibe and never tell or let a nigga stick me up And every time I took an L, I double back, one-fifty up Fifty million dollars, and he ain't a scholar They can not f*ck with me, try and f*ck my baby mommas How do we stay grindin' through this fame and crazy drama? 'Cause I'ma do whatever, just to make it to mañana Rolls with the Hermés, they made it in designer Birkins on the baddie, I'm just makin' her look finer Nigga drop the addy like, "We slippin', we gon' find 'em" Catch 'em down bad with them choppers and remind them I say, "You can do this too, if you hustle like I do" I never cared what niggas did, 'cause they ain't fuckin' with my crew I stayed down for all them nights and hustled hard Because I knew any moment I could go blow up Know the prices gotta go up California nights, and motorcades when I roll up This the type of shit that make a hatin' nigga throw up This the type of shit that make a good girl go up Sittin' in the hills, countin' up a mill' Dirty North nigga, now I'm rich like Uncle Phil Fresh Prince of Philly in arenas like I'm Gill' My dawg always ask me, "Since you made it, how it feel?" I can't even explain it, I'm just not complainin' I done made so much money that I can not contain it I need another accountant to watch my other accountant The way that money comin' in, at times can't even count it I don't even check it, I stay humble, count my blessings Went to jail, few niggas turned they back, I learned my lesson Been in the game like ten years, and I still ain't get restless Last nigga asleep, and the first nigga woke 'Cause the first nigga asleep, would be the first nigga broke When the empire crumble, I just dip and I rumble Had my back to the ropes, but I still didn't fumble And I had to be ready when them killers confront you 'Cause I ain't down with extortion We run 'em down with them torches Picture me lettin' a broke nigga run down my fortress Nigga stuck, we spinnin' up And run it down on they porches and smokin' everything About this food on my plate, I'm talkin' everything You see the mood on my face that I ain't havin' it School of hard knocks, I'm a graduate So I adapt to all them traps from all the savages And I keep that metal stuck to me like a magnet Lead my dreams to chase your dreams and shatter it The Cosa Nostra, super ultra I'm the capo callin' shots, so they gon' super soak ya I just came from Ellen, next might think I'm doin' Oprah And still can hang out on the corner with the super vultures But I choose not to, but if I got to turn back to feed my family You know what I do, I said, you know what I do I still go and see my grandma when I get time to She said, "I'm prayin' for you baby, don't let 'em Tupac you" I'm not concerned about who tellin', or 'bout who shot who All I know is they cop- I said all I know is they drop Cullinans, and we cop too The dealer called, they said, "They here," I want mine Nipsey blue I love the hood, but I can't do the shit that Nipsey do 'Cause when my nigga died, it felt like I seen me too On the ground bleedin' out So when I'm leavin' out, yeah, I be paranoid, so I gotta keep it out I'm like Malcolm out the window with that AK peakin' out, yeah Bloodshed, nigga's moms cry I'm prayin' every day they hit him when it's your time I pray they let us do our thing until it's your time But until then, we on defense like it's ball time Yeah
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