Meek Mill - SURVIVOR'S GUILT (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - SURVIVOR'S GUILT (en) Lyrics
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You already know what I
Yeah
I got more guns than my opps, I got
more guns than a cop (I do)
In a mansion all alone, but I got four
guns in the spot (Just four)
I got two on side of the bed and
got some more guns at the top
And I don't trust this ho I'm layin'
with like, "Boy, you gotta stop"
You can't even sleep
I just seen my bro from the fourth
grade and we ain't even speak
He stuck in his ways, he want my
life, shit, it ain't even deep
I been out L.A. with fifty shots
ever since PnB (I swear to God)
This shit real, nigga
You don't want me at the white
party, what the fuck, you want
me to kill niggas? (Huh?)
You don't want me at the right
party with the rich folks, bussin'
deals with them (Huh?)
I know all the killers well, I
was poppin' pills with 'em
Been fallin' back from Kiladel 'cause
I might try to drill niggas, yeah
My youngin died at twenty
like a real nigga
Shots to his head, hit his chest
like some real liquor (Brrt)
Times in the feds and my homie
got to deal with it
My dog slimed my other dog, expected
me to chill with him
You know what you did, nigga
You ain't movin' lo', know
we know where you live
When we catch you, it's
the Super Bowl, woah
My bitch trippin', say she think
I might OD off pills
How the fuck else I'm gon' sleep?
I been on thirty drills
And when I think, I still feel
for my youngins in the field
He catch a kill, go pop a 30, he
don't even know if they real
My bro wanted me to ride, I was ridin'
with him since we was little
Had labels on my line, they sayin'
this shit worth twenty mil'
He tryna go on hits, put a couple
more hats on his steel
I had to go get rich 'cause I
already knew how that feel
I took care of everybody and put
some M's up for my children
I know a nigga that turned his hood
up, they still killed him
I fall back, start playin' it safe,
the streets wanna say I'm scared
I was still in the 'Raq with
a Glock and a Drac' like I
ain't just fight the feds
Even though I hear everything they
say, can't let it get in my head
Take up too much space when I'm in bed
and I think about pops and Greg
Took this shit to the top, why
the fuck I'ma stop? Could've
been on the block or dead
My opps know I ain't never aimed for
legs any time I shot some lead
Me and shh in the car, he hopped out,
face shot, had to chop his dreads
Swervo, had the Glock .40 on my hip,
but I chose hip-hop instead
And that pain might pop his chest, he
stressin', he tryna find some meds
You ain't never sleep with niggas you
beefin' with on top of the bed
I was on the bottom bunk, fightin'
drama, got my mama scared
He just got life, he ain't comin'
home until his mama dead
Huh, these nigga hoes,
these niggas hoes
I feel like Dex, I go to the strip
club, I gotta bring my pole
And I don't want sex from her, this
bitch keep tryna drink my soul
And she had fucked my man and
think that I don't even know
It's crazy, he tried to keep it low,
how you supposed to be my bro?
The hoes come 'fore the bros, I would've
told you, "Nigga, keep the ho"
Yeah, niggas tweakin' 'bout this clout
Spent on hundred on a chain,
he don't even own a house
Left his mama in the hood, she
ain't even get a couch
Knowin' he beefin' with some niggas,
he ain't even get her out
Got me thinkin' really deep like, "What
this street shit really 'bout?
Like if I slide for these niggas, would
they really come get me out?"
Ever do time for some niggas and they
don't hit you 'til you out?
Fed his hood, but when he died,
niggas went up in his house
Shit be crazy
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