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meek mill - all good a week ago lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
question
what does an old head and a young bull have in common?
know the answer, anbody’s liable to snitch
real n-ggas stand up philly flamers

[verse 1: meek mill]
i said the feds gave my n-gga brick dime for an ounce of crack
and they gave my n-gga [?] a dub for a bird
stand up n-ggas caught their cases took the time
feds came to get them they ain’t say a f-cking word
i know n-ggas that was ogs ratted on their own team
took their whole clique down time for them to sit down
same n-ggas acting tough tell them you a b-tch now
n-gga used to do it big f-ck ’em i’m the sh-t now
real n-ggas stand up
and if you did it then there’s consequences n-gga man up
i remember them hungry day cutting them grams up
i stack a couple hundreds just to save a grand up
from a hundred dollars to a hundred thousand
get you a couple bricks flood the hood like public housing
i was in the stands just watching like i was scouting
pepping out all the players, balling dion waiters
n-ggas in my hood are suckers beyond haters
act hard but melt faster than now & laters
i just take a point i grab my the nine later
rules to the game laugh now and cry later
live now and die later
fast cars, fast b-tches
live the fast life you better fall fast n-gga
it ain’t about who got the most it about who last n-gga
and f-ck a first place as long as i ain’t last n-gga
and i’m in the race, i’m too hungry to let a n-gga taste
you trying to reach catch them in your face
my n-ggas ride like its the interstate
it ain’t my birthday i’m getting cake
i remember sitting in the cell watching as my life replay
writing [?] the feds got him up in va
and free my n-gga lil’ they got him upstate pa
state gave my n-gga rick [?] life
nineteen he ain’t get to live half his life
i was five i seen them lock my dad casket tight
and since then i’ve been clutching on the ratchet tight

[verse 2: oschino]
it was ’05 moving birds boston market
boss of the corner chilling in my corner office
it was all good, paper flowing like the nile river
[?] some young and wild n-ggas
in the winter rocked the mink and in the summer dropped the top on ’em
every other day different watch on ’em
they my n-ggas switched sides on me
said they gon’ ride on me
shot me in front of my son he was just five hommie
should’ve [?] cause a n-gga went insane
kingpins run the game n-gga never been afraid
bullet wounds still bleeding n-ggas bang them n-ggas back
get rocks sold up that’s how we live in this habitat
never rat real deal, i was never an impostor
cops sounding like biggie smalls asking who shot you
don’t worry about it pig, i’ll handle my own
call up [?] bang on n-ggas like i’m alone
one minute you a kingpin chilling with a mink
next you a convict washing drawers in the sink
this the land of the homicide where y’all about the dollar
most n-ggas here going to die before their grandfather
n-ggas did [?] like rottweiler
no gas in his crib so he can’t take a hot shower
grab his 30 gage [?] give a n-gga hot shower
cause they can’t afford a burger or a f-cking caesar salad
that’s real

- meek mill lyrics

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