Meek Mill - Issues (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - Issues (en) Lyrics
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Lord, forgive me for my sins,
used to pray to get a brick
Nigga icy like it's hockey, and
I'm playin' with them sticks
He don't like me, but he gotta respect
the fact we gettin' rich
Nigga threw a shot and missed me,
threw 'em back and he got hit
Brrrt, brrrt
Went from public housing to a
glass house (glass house)
Fuckin' famous bitches
in my trap house
My main bitch fight my
side bitch, Kash Doll
The only way to keep them quiet
when I cash out (woo!)
What you doin'? Gettin'
paid, young nigga
How you in the mob? 'Cause
I'm made, young nigga
Say you need a job, come
my way, young nigga
And if I point 'em out, better
spray them niggas, bop!
I'm a bad influence (bad
influence, yo)
Talkin' money and I speak it fluent
(speak it fluent, ho)
Paid a couple mil' then
went boom (went boom)
I thank God for all this sauce, hallelujah
(amen, amen, amen, woo)
Yeah I knew it, hatin' on me, yeah
I knew it (yeah I knew it)
Come down to that check, I'm like Nike,
I just do it (I just do it)
Boy I must be poppin', they keep poppin'
up with rumors (poppin')
Where and who I'm poppin', what
I'm coppin', who I'm screwin'
(who I'm screwin')
What you doin'? Wait a minute,
gettin' paid (gettin' paid)
She said, "Meek you know my
boyfriend and what's his
name" (what's his name)
Yeah I know him, mhmm,
he a lame (he a lame)
Don't you ever bring that
fuckboy up again
Poppin' all this shit,
need some tissue
I can't trust a bitch
'cause I got issues
Young rich nigga so official
Next up, disrespectful, might
offend you (woah)
Bunch of bad broads on the menu
Bunch of foreign cars
when we bend through
Next up, disrespectful,
might offend you
When it's time for war we
send the missiles (woah)
Hangin' by the rope like some
dope (like some dope)
Pretty hoe, deep throat
'til she choke (ooh)
Pussy good, super wet, need
a boat (need a boat)
Niggas tryna run my way, let
'em float (let 'em die)
Put my young bull on the chain 'cause
I miss Snupe (miss Snupe)
Fuck a bad broad, make her
kiss Snupe (kiss Snupe)
I can't ever tell a bitch,
"I miss you" (miss you)
Better not tell nobody if
I kiss you (bitch, you)
Kiss and tell, fuck you good,
hit you well (hit you well)
I just made like 20 M's, they
say it's an L (what?)
Niggas prayin' that I fall
and I wish 'em well
Bitch you crazy, I'm too wavy,
I'm like Biggavel'
Hit 'em with finesse, kill
'em with success
Nigga lookin' broke, give them
niggas stress (broke)
Don't do some shit you know
that you gon' regret
Reachin' for my neck, that'll get
you stretched (brrrt, brrrt)
When it's time for war we send
the missiles (brrrt, brrrt)
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