"You" a?? another tired second-person address, words written hastily and under duress. I'm cold and holed up in the back of the van, devoid of eloquence
Sucka, you heard what I said If you don't wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live
arrogant drug dealer, the legend I've become CNN said I'll be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I just pulled an ace You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream
time and think The bombs and tanks makes mankind extinct But since the beginning of time it's been men with arms fightin' Lost lives in the Towers and
Y'all niggas long gone (Damn) Niggas learn the hard way shoulda stayed at home Got ah couple million on this uh huh Got ah couple milion on that (That's right) Got ah couple million
And they shootin', I must be on top (It's clear up here) We coopin', we must be inta trouble Some hard type shit that cost a quarter mill a pop It makes
started makin' some bills And in 6 short years I sold 15 mill' Act a fool in College Park Went to school in College Park Bought a crib in College Park And still live
starvin in Africa why only Oprah feed them? What happened to the music that I know I miss it, U2 I guess we feel like Bono [Game: Verse 2] The living, the dead
my own businesses and all that, you know what I'm saying? Yeah, I'm trying to be a millionare man, hahaha, but don't all you know You only live once
some night I stay home I followed that dream Just like those guys do way up on the screen Drove a chopped up challenger Down route 9 Through the dead
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies
to dust, where the good die young it's all thy must 'Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! The teardrops
In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right They on my ass like a center make them take a hike [Verse 2 - Meek Mill] Its MMG baby The dream team
n-ggas to shop Pandemonium, causing pandemonium half a million for the same car we rolling in Pandemonium, pandemonium we the number 1 n-ggas your bitch notice it Million
Pandemonium, causing pandemonium half a million for the same car we rolling in Pandemonium, pandemonium we the number 1 n-ggas your bitch notice it [Meek Mill - Verse 2] Million
live til' my last day? Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Can I live
Uh, I dreams filthy My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican rum and whiskey Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat off Uh, 'cause
the city, the cops is hot for me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is dropping There ain't no stopping me, constantly moving while making millions Witnessing killings, leaving dead
