Meek Mill - 5AM IN PHILLY (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - 5AM IN PHILLY (en) Lyrics
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Chopper by the bed, glizzy by the door
How you think I'm supposed to live
when only thing I see is war?
Yesterday, was on the 'Gram,
I seen a baby on the floor
They said they hit him with a bomb,
and that killed him with his mom
And I'm used to seein' death 'cause
I'm from Philly where niggas die
Where the blacks kill blacks and
I can't even tell you why
I know niggas stuck in beef and
they can't even tell you how
If you strapped, you go to jail,
but if you ain't, you gon' die
And yeah, I cried on the news
when I had changed that law
And niggas still talkin' 'bout me, shit
got changed for y'all (Please, hold
me close in these scary times)
I been famous since eighteen,
I ain't really change at all
Niggas gettin' in your head, that
shit might change your dog
I change my drawers, then put
on my Glock when I wake up
Crazy part, that shit just made
my block really break up
I'm the motivation, I made
niggas get their cake up
Caught niggas with their face down,
and I made 'em put they face up
I been tryin' shine since Chris
and Neef had them Jacobs
Now it's Richard Millie when
she see me fix her makeup
Flyin' twelve hours, I be
in Ghana when I wake up
Ain't no real niggas believe that lyin'
shit they made up (Scary times)
I stand on everything I said, well,
I'ma stay up (Please, hold
me close in these scary times)
Tryna take my homie out the
country 'cause he cased up
My other brother, life inside a cell,
they got him caged up (Don't say you
love me and then change your mind)
Eighteen years in, ain't seen him
since, they tryna break us
I'm ridin' through the trenches, two
hundred shots, they tryna take us
I gotta make it home to Lil'
Poppy, he got an A plus
I'm so poppin', they throwin' propaganda,
you better wake up
(I'm just a man, just a man)
I'm just a
How you gon' tell me you love
me and change your mind?
I'm readin' everything, wrote
a book about all your lies
I'm peepin' everything, see who
crooked that's in the squad
My homie lyin' to me while he
lookin' me in my eyes, and
shit (Change your mind)
It kinda hurt me, but really
wasn't surprised (I need
someone who understands)
When the blind lead the blind,
it can really fuck your mind
And the time meet the time,
you forty without a dime (I'm
just a man, just a man)
And the only thing you own
is a .40 and a little .9
So if he kill somethin', that's
the only way he gon' shine
I got a Richie, he get sixty years,
we both doin' real time
Only difference is, I made it rappin',
puttin' in real time
I still be talkin' pain, shit, my
people still dyin', still cryin'
It was crab in the barrel, still climb
Niggas tried to put me down, when
I got out, still threw a line
Doin' too much for these people,
gettin' tough, ain't gon' lie
Like I ain't had the city flyin'
private real time (Scary times)
I had niggas at the clearport that never
been to the airport (Please, hold
me close in these scary times)
Actin' like they got an attitude,
fuck is you here for?
Go back to the hood and bite my
back, what you there for?
Broke boys hatin' on the king, why
would you care for? I'm here for
Everybody that was with me when
I had a bad storm (I need
someone who understands)
Everybody actin' like they with
me, all this glass on
5 a.m. in Philly, ridin' 'round,
I got my mask on (I'm
just a man, just a man)
These times shall pass on
Hatin' on your brother life,
that's a bad jawn
I ain't seen my son in nights,
that's a bad jawn
My homie in another life,
that's a bad jawn
5 a.m. in Philly, ridin' 'round,
I got my mask on
Please, hold me closely
in these scary times
Don't tell me you love me and
then try to change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just a man, I'm just a man
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