Meek Mill
Meek Mill Classic Freestyle pt2
[Verse]
Yeah, uh, look
Through summer nights can even turn cold
And the streets of Philly where n***as don't even get to turn old
My heart pumping to a turn gold
You n***as stuck in Nutri-Rhyme like fuck it, it's a long road
Shit, I'm the one, I'm like a lost soul
In the middle of heaven and hell, see n***a, only God knows
When your time gon' come and your eyes roll straight to the back
Now you seein' all black, that Mack go ring and that 9 go clap
That's that murder, murder music to rewind you back
Put that Ruga all up to you, watch your mind go splat
All over the wall, n***a, all over that raw
It's the same old me, still the same OG
Got that crack music, listen, let your brain OD
I be playin' no key, mе and one of my n***as
Ridin' through the city, plott, plotting on some of thе n***as
That be thinking they gon' get me, I'm a runner, you n***as
And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of n***as
She a monster, sitting like a mobster
Revolver on my lap, barrel full of black Tylens
I lick it at your squadron, roll up
Like hold up, start spittin' while I'm drivin'
Still often rollin', you n***as better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I ain't let a flame blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt, mine screamin' get the fuck out
North where I was raised at, South Philly I plays at
Wherever I'm around, I hold it down like a wave pad
Yeah, my n***as stay strapped, blazin' I'm a blaze back
All over that yoke, you get your motherfuckin' egg cracked
North side of Bird Street, a south side of 8 Baller
Posted by the Green Gate, cops comin' straight for him
N***as droppin' tapes on him, tryin' to get his lock down
Slippin' to the district, that's enough to get you chopped down
That 9 Parabellum, fuck around and get a n***a
Mama said, Bellum, they ain't ride, man, they tellin'
I be slidin' with a 7, all titanium
Big boy sound, jump around when I'm flamin' him
Me, I play my role, gettin' hoes like chamberlain
Same wall you kiss, the same one that give me cranium
Anytime I touch a gun, all I hear is Damie
Try to pipe me up, the rockin' n***a like I'm