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SAVE YOURSELF lyrics - Meek Mill
Sometimes you can't save everybody, everybody ain't gonna make it
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I gotta really take my time it's too much on my mind
Tryna do too much for people took too much from my grind
Going back and fourth legal was too much for my mom
I had to try another sport
Judge bang that gavel got you dying out in court
Fuck you thought
In front of your kids and your momma shit a war
I was brought up on them back blocks
Where niggas dreams turn to nightmares with them black glocks
He 17 don't want his life he tryna crash out
Don't want no thots he want the glocks that got the ass shots
He don't know no better
Yea I love bro but that trust low so we don't roll together
He be sellin
And I free niggas it don't go together
So much I got hold together
I do not got time to wine and dine I'm putting hoes together
I'm tryna make them go together
Clutching on that pole when I'm outside these niggas cold as ever
Made a 100 mil I'm on that time I'm tryna go forever
Save yourself
Fall back in the cut so you don't play yourself
When and got some money by myself I couldn't wait for help
Brody had got caught up on the percs and now he hate himself
I be tryna lift his spirit
Tougher times getting near
Other bro sounds happier then him and he got 50 years
Real flex I'm happy who I am when I look in the mirror
Disappear
Double back
And tell 'em I ain't coming back
I still be bouncing out like I'm Ja Morant on his rookie year
She know I'm up she tryna rush to bring this pussy here
Come here
2 million on the bed I had her cumming on it
She never been around a real one with this much money on him
Naw for real
Save yourself
Uh
'Cause won't nobody save you when they swoop in and cage you
Sitting in the cell like it's hell you on day 2
Looking at the pics and all them niggas that betrayed you
Damn
As you should
I'd save everybody if I could
Sitting with the billi boys on the wood
Young boul keep staring he really know I'm from the mud
Because he had sold me a Glock back then I dapped him gave hug
Said the chopper was outside and he ain't know which one it was
Tryna stack 150 fuck going to the club
I'm praying Brody get his mom back he gone off them drugs
He gone
I pray
I pray Brody get that time back he been gone for like a dub
He ain't even do the crime saying surahs on his rug
On the phone with his mom she know her boy need a hug
Did a 4 hour drive while your dogs was in the club
Your hoes was there too and it was all really love
It be tricky lovin a hoe from jail that already was
Fighting cases in the matrix knowin you already cuffed
And it be hard to really think knowin you already stuck
Double back to get my dawg because I'm already up
And I'm all the way in it
Should've known I ain't finished
Saved myself first then I did reform for the trenches I'm like
Any signs you gotta save yourself
Save me
When you look outside
Shots fly nobody came for help
We said this shit ride or die
Went to the guys I had to beg for help
Believing in them heathens lost your people and you played yourself
Told you don't believe in none of those heathens
Woah
I'll never sell my soul
Hanging in the trenches where I lost most of my niggas
But I ain't forget to chase my goals
Woah
I'll never sell my soul
Hanging in the trenches where I lost most of my niggas
But I ain't forget to chase my goals
HOW FAR WE CAME lyrics - Meek Mill
I was
And it's a good feelin when the city knows your
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When you buy your mom a house that's when you a real nigga
It's been like a full time job not to kill niggas
Brody want me out the car I be tryna drill with em
They hit my cousin five times I pray to god he still with us
I pray to god he
I pray to god he still wit us
I'm somewhere in my real feelings
Make up lies a thousand rumors about me they gone still feel us
I'm watching guys that was knocking over hoes just to chill with us
Talking like they real niggas and they dead crack
Once you niggas go against the gang you gotta wear that
Million on million on million where it got weird at
I buss some niggas down when they went home they ain't even share that
I really had to sell crack to get some Air Max
Graveyard shifting with this glick it felt like Fairfax
Back door thing now you gotta be aware that
He bragging about lining his dog up he need his head crack
I was taught lock in with your guys and don't never cross us
They don't wanna grind and wonder why they never turn to bosses
I got like a thousand wins only got a couple losses
Oops I mean a couple lessons niggas ain't gone never catch us
Chevy with the double SS now we stepping double RR
Yea
I know niggas wanna kill me in my hood they motivated seen me come this far
It's different
I ain't chose this life I think it chose me
Now Im pulling up I'm going rollsy
Remember I was sitting in the nose bleed
Now I'm pushing court side and the billionaires my OGs
And it's a good feelin when the city knows your name
Yeah and it's good feelin knowing just how far we came
Dreamchasers
FREE SMOKE lyrics - Meek Mill
Come to my hood you know I'm the one
Shit so real my dad got killed since I been lil been loading my gun
I'm in the field like Saquon Barkley 4th and 2 you know Imma run
OG keep on poppin that shit when he touch down he knowin he done
I like glocks and money I like glocks and money you know where I'm from
Show no mercy on niggas I swear for god I ain't heard of you niggas
I ain't really gotta move my diamonds still jump off vertical nigga
I'm in a penthouse moving with ya babymom getting real surgical nigga
Pussy was water you know how I did her
I was folding her up
Putting dick in her throat while I was grabbing her hair this time she was throwin it up
When we leave out the club got thirty bad bitches they all can't go in the truck
Got a whole lot of chops you try get the drop nigga probably gonna turn to dust
From dust to dawn trapping that shit from dust to dawn
I'm tryna see what the fuck she on
I told her to move on a hush she drawn
I said I don't wanna play no Caresha or Uno baby the fuck we doing
She ain't even know this a million in jewelry on me no bussy on
That's crazy
I been cracking since back in the eighty's
She had topped me in back of the cedes
In the trenches I do what I want ever since I was a young nigga never could play me
I'm the one I ain't never debating
They told me I couldn't I said I would make it
My new crib in the back of the woods
Just to get to the gate walk 7 more acres
Walk it out
Walk it out
We got them choppers these niggas wanna talk it out
Tellin them people he beefin with me
And I really don't know what he talkin bout
I still come through Culli, Phantom, Maybach take up the parking lot
They had thought I was leasin at least we the only real niggas they talkin bout
I'm giving her bands she came out her pants
I'm making her dance her nigga a fan
I ain't tryna play know really I'm saying
I came in the rolls and dipped in the lamb
I'm really the goat no really I'm sayin
And my flow on curry
Somewhere in Dubai my whole crew ride Rolls Royce we ain't got no worries
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Jump in the lamb and a bunch of diamonds shadow my neck
Niggas talk behind my back wanna see the last of my breath
We ain't never gone die nigga
4TH OF JULY IN PHILLY lyrics - Meek Mill (feat. Fridayy)
Fourth of July
I call my brothers call my cousins making sure they alive
I don't even know who got hit up I'm just praying that they survived
They shooting right in front of these babies swear that something ain't right
Something ain't right
They said these fire crackers ain't the only thing got lit up
My city all at war if you in the way you gone get hit up
Gotta watch yo body can't be lacking when you leaving the club
Crazy part about it I was suppose to be there that night it could've been me
When I got home saw the news I fell to my knees and I thank god
I was thinking rest in peace oh PNB my city needs something
Ohhh my city needs something
I'm pushing peace I'm just a product of these streets
I ain't no gangster I'm just me
I found a way out for my family I'm just showing what you could be
It's been a long
It's been a long time coming
But change still ain't come
It's been a long long long long long long long time
But change still ain't come
Fourth of July
Shit we was popping M80's this shit got crazy
Now we running around all 40s and 9s
My young Boul Brazy I can't save em they try play em he just ran off like he gone get a bomb
I see water in his eyes
I don't tell em like I told em to die
I taught younging how to hustle
I taught shorty to ride
Use to be a fire cracker I taught shorty to cry
Til them shots fired sound like it's fireworks til we heard them sirens
Praying every night I don't catch the murder virus
Kill my brother kill ya brother too
Have a murder riot
Do a ritual with them switches tell them burn in fire
He had caught to many cases so he wore a wire
Put a seal all on his statement now he real quiet
You know beefing with the chasers you get real tired
Getting real paper fuck how they feel about us
We give up fireworks know north side gonna kill about me
We let off fireworks know south side gonna drill about me
I wanna stop the violence but if I slip niggas gone still pop me
Damn
To them streets I pledge allegiance giving hell to heathens
It was really hella deceiving I ain't never see it
We ain't beefing we doing islands really every season
Because when you hear them fireworks you ain't never leaving
Lighters
Fourth of July
I call my brothers call my cousins making sure they alive
I don't even know who got hit up I'm just praying that they survived
They shooting right in front of these babies swear that something ain't right
Something ain't right
They said these fire crackers ain't the only thing got lit up
My city all at war if you in the way you gone get hit up
Gotta watch yo body can't be lacking when you leaving the club
It's been a long long long long long long long time
But change still ain't come
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