Meek Mill - God Did (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Meek Mill - God Did (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I don't even know why these
niggas even be tryna count
me (Brr, brr, brr)
I'm too unpredictable,
haha, shit too easy
When the teacher asked me who
had raised me, said, "Them
streets did" (The streets)
They underrated me, never paid me, but
them streets did (Them streets)
Who brought the billionaires
to the hood? Gon' tell you
Meek did (That's me)
Who bringin' real niggas home
for good? Gon' tell you
Meek is (Know that)
Yeah, that's 'cause my mama
taught me diffеrent
I got people prayin' for
mе from all religions
Never turned my back on Jigga, and
every time he talk, I listen
But I got so much murder on my mind
that it be hard to listen
Billionaires on all my vision
(Billi'), PTSD startin'
to kick in (Really)
It was a blessin', I invested,
my tats is out the kitchen
Told my niggas how to catch it, flipped
and gave 'em opposition
Still be out in Philly, where they drillin',
and I'll call them niggas
'Cause I come from the dark side,
I don't make it, cops gon'
slaughter niggas (They will)
Now I gotta feed my family, bring my
sons and all our daughters with us
I don't even need no Grammy, I'll
put a check printer on the
corner with us (On the what?)
My first song I ever dropped,
I'm still performin'
nigga (Shit I dropped)
On the tenth year, Banshee, Fifth
Ave', I'm in fifth gear
Bitch bad, ask for twenty racks,
I'm like, "Bitch, where?"
You the type get around them rich
folks, start to get weird
I'm the type get around them
rich folks, I'm tryna
split chairs (Split em)
I'm so sincere, I do not
live in fear (I can't)
Give me a Glickie with a switchie
and we in there (We out)
It cost twelve-fifty to hit your
city, I had it lit there
I was fuckin' with the street
niggas, I had hit the baddest
bitch there (Facts)
And I'm humble when I meet niggas,
I don't ever lie, 'cause
I've been there (Facts)
Killed my homie at seventeen,
I don't ever lack, I know
ain't shit fair (Facts)
I was down bad, I had to sit there
(Sit back), and just wait it out
Nobody in my hood ain't go this
far, I had to pay this out
You pussies really think I came this
far to let y'all hit me out?
I'm slidin' through the trenches,
bulletproof car, they
can't even take me out
Woah, sittin' at the bank,
like I was stakin' out
Teller think I'm trippin', I need ten
milli' cash, tryna take it out
right now, miss (Right now, miss)
AP sittin' pretty on my brown
wrist (My brown wrist)
Okay, pray my fam' forgive me,
I had lost it and found
it, I lost it and found it
Once I seen it, got around,
they counted me out, but
they miscounted, king
They counted us out, I
start findin' about
Bitches slime in the South, niggas
lyin' about, mmm (Facts)
Like, what you slidin' about?
Don't stand for nothin' then
what you dyin' about
Just seen my man died on the Gram,
like, what is you cryin' about?
Why get this famous when you know
that MJ died in his house?
Off them yerkys, I ain't perfect,
but I ain't let nobody hurt me
And I'm from Philly, I do the servin',
no, I ain't let nobody serve me
You wanna cook somethin'?
Youngin tryna go, I told
him "Show me somethin'"
He'll take your plate if he know you
ain't standin' over nothin' (Brr)
Floss had the Rollie, I thought I'd
wait until I go or somethin'
Invest in twenty million, I ain't even
waitin' on no show or nothin'
I'm still maxin', real shooters with
me like the real Maxey (Bling)
I was at the game, I let Tierra
hold my real Patek
Had it in my pocket, I let her rock
it, 'cause her hair match it
She know how we rockin', we been
live since Lauren's Air Maxes
My hood like fear factor
Switchie ripped his face off and
left his head damaged (Brr)
Preacher preachin' at the view,
he be givin' out weird answers
Talkin' about, "God Did," and
niggas want revenge after
I'm talkin' 'bout throwin'
spins at them
I come from the bottom, take your
loss and get your wins after
And on mine, no grind, and I take
a squad and get my Benz after
Make a hundred million dollars and
still go get my friends after
And that don't go for everybody,
just the only ones that
bend backwards for me
I will never sell my soul
for money like I'm Kanye
It's crazy I used to bring you
on my cell house on lock day
Famous bitches got my idols
lookin' at me sideways
I don't need no verses from you
niggas, I did it my way
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