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meek mill – stand up lyrics

[intro: meek mill (dj khaled)]
when you go out, you want an obituary or a doc-mentary? which one you want khaled?
(i want money)
a doc-mentary, right?
(i want that too!)
we gotta make movies

[verse 1]
bright lights attracted bad b-tches
and attracted to mad n-gg-s
whoever thought lil’ ol’ meek milly’d p-ss jigga?
i’m just thinkin’ a tad bigger
you n-gg-s talk fly, only fly at your last picture
and you look like the last picture
i just hit a home run, on clash with us
and this money, [?], comin’ for the -ss, n-gg-, -ss, n-gg-
last n-gg-, there were cemeteries diggin’ gr-ss, n-gg-
the obituary leaves the last scripture
mama said he was a good kid, thinkin’ would kid
i signed my deal with my ap on
in the drop top with the ac on
stuntin’ with cash money, get my baby on
no, never f-ck a chick that got bakers on
or no michael kors
i’m on the same sh-t that mike was on
jordan, jackson, tyson on
i’ve seen n-gg-s your type twice before
i’m in that white velour, look at the flights i bought
these mothaf-ckin’ hoes got a right to war
when a young real n-gg- light the floor
hundred black bottles, man that’s lights galore
before tom was ford, i’m talkin’ honda accord
lookin’ for a plug, tryna find the cord
n-gg-s gettin’ shot tryna find the lord
this bust down rollie say the time is yours
i get my grindin’ on
like [?] in the [?], it was mayday
started with a warden, gun until i got an ak
kids in the projects when we was by the bay, bay
kids with the pyrex, i hit it first, ray j

[hook]
when the lights low, and the show starts
and the champagne spill on your bow tie
and your dawg change up, playin’ both sides
no it won’t stop, when the dope stop
when the fed rush in the dope spot
and your main man tell ’em how the c-ke drop
how he rain danced with me by the boat dock
i know when he did that, i bet that your ghost drop
i hope that you stand up
young n-gg- just man up
i’m just hopin’ you stand up
young n-gg- just man up
i just hope that you man up and don’t give the fam up
i just hope that you man up and don’t give the fam up
real n-gg- for life

[verse 2]
as the rain drop, drop on the pavement
i came through my hood mulsanne’n
on the block all night like i ain’t famous
i still run with the same n-gg-s i came with
where i came from, where i came in
we eatin’ lobster and steak from top ramen
oodles and noodles, when you’re hungry them killers’ll do you
and when you’re gettin’ to that money them people pursue you
the feds lurkin’, the streets watchin’
them hoes talkin’, like “he got it”
and he nervous, cause we plottin’
we call that boy for a burner and we rob him
like batman, p-ssy n-gg-s gettin’ backhand
talkin’ to the people you a at man
half rack, we got more ghosts than pac-man
and for that paper we be grindin’ like a lapdance
get the money young n-gg-
get the money, never fold, cause they comin’ young n-gg-
when the feds get to rushin’, better not tell on young n-gg-
don’t be selfish young n-gg-, just man up, don’t give the fam up
facin’ 20 years when they added them grams up
plus 5 more, he got booked with a handgun
and now he in the courtroom, givin’ his mans up
rat -ss n-gg-

- meek mill lyrics

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