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knows how to make a Meek Mill record
" he says, stating the obvious still
He plays along

"All in favor of the first single being ‘Bad
' put your hands

oh
Sad as fuck still cheesing (Yeah)
Money by the heater (Oh)
Smoke this bitch like Jeter yeah
Send him to god he leaving oh
Granny hope you see me

love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high

love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He

Put in the work (3x) now
Put it in the work (3x) now
I'm Walt Clyde, New York Vibe, I'm all style, I'm on fire
Put in the work (3x) Ya
Put in the work

nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas dont

hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went

on a mast
In harbor, by mischance he slipt and fell:
A limb was broken when they lifted him
And while he lay recovering there, his wife
Bore him another son,

The money on my mind cause really there's no other way
Like Wesley snipes in 95 I'm on the money train
My Migo gone invest he tryna go legit today
My J-Lo

CUSTOMER:  Why?
MORTICIAN:  He hasn't got shit all over him.
Scene 3
[clop clop]
ARTHUR:  Old woman!
DENNIS:  Man!
ARTHUR:  Man, sorry.  What knight lives in

In this conversation
Kanye West and Pharrell Williams candidly
Explore the rewards and perils of a lifelong
Perfectionist ethic best likened

the hedges
I took two mill' out the cage down in the desert
Matthew Maddocks called in the pit boss, double checkin'
"The number's all good, just pay me,

you don't play fair
I pay the bill like GI, but Jada still ain't got no hair
Play with fire, you get burned
Rock you like I'm Christian McCaffrey in

the real
I was so deep up in the field, I know how he feel
I ain't make it to the NFL, but shit, I'm Meek Mill
And every time they see me fail, shit, I

bout the package deal
I ain't stretched that you lying still
In another words I'm need a mill
In another words I push dafodills
In another words I can

and fists of fire
Face any challenge, never tired

In the shadows where villains come spy
He's the beacon of hope, burning higher
Through the chaos

like Lucious
You tap on my shoulder you niggas can't bother me
I said I'm the champ back in 2016
My name Alxvnder here to fill out the prophecy
Walt here

sitting by the
Hearth sipping eggnog and tequila
(Silver bells) your feet up on a burning log
(It's Christmas time in the city)
Realizing that Uncle Walt

scrubs in the field
Truesay, it's the cap of the century
Laugh if you're sayin' it still
All the chattin' ain't gon cop you a mill
Only body count you got

dancin' freely
He runs out to the middle of the street
Gets mad again and slaps his beanie
Then Meek Mills drives by him in the
Rain and splashes him with

gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him

until they
Back up in the field
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
And we still trappin' nigga

Identity restored, that's a game changer
Fire in my bones, that's a (flame maker)
Struggle in my way , He a (way maker)
Really want beef
We Kingdom shakers