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Meek Mill

Lemon Pepper Freestyle

 

Lemon Pepper Freestyle


Trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure
I been trying, trying, trying, trying
What's up? Cuz (To get you under my pressure)
Let me pop my shit

I can't cry to get no ho back, I can't get my bro back
Knowing he died about some shit that we did way before rap
Shit, I survived and made it out and I don't wanna go back
So if you really beat them streets, my nigga, then you should know that
I ain't forgetting where I come from, but I'ma alert that
It's kill or be killed, if they don't kill you, you gon' have to smoke that
In eighth grade, I had a .40, had to learn to work that
Had to learn to tuck that, metal detector, fuck that
We shooting dice in the bathroom, shoot you out your shoes and lunch pass
We're the ones who would've robbed you, anywhere, you chump ass
She fell in love with a gangsta, say I make her cum fast
I fuck her from the back slow and hit her from the front fast
And now I'm rich, these niggas sick, I'm making everyone mad
When I was broke, I'm like, "Where was everyone at?" I'm fucking up
When I was out there on that corner, tryna sell a O
Timberlands freezing in that fucking snow, I'm 1-O
Real trapper, grinding all night, I ain't going to sleep
Seen niggas get it, lose it all, just in quarantine
POA checks running low, niggas doing things
Buy a tracker for your Trackhawk and they tryna put 'em on things
'Member I was trapping, I was strapped and had like four fiends
Niggas wanted Chevy, I was young, but I had Porsche dreams
Try to tell my youngins, "Stack this dough, don't buy no more jeans"
And never post his gun when he be posting, but he on lean
And fuck, I'ma really tell him when I was stuck in since like fourteen
He said he into drilling shit and he ain't got no more dreams
I set him on this million shit, made twenty of 'em, quarantine
And I'ma run this shit back for the whole team, for real
And as the marathon continue, we put niggas on the menu that ain't into what we into
Red beam all on his face, I'm tryna see if niggas Hindu when we aiming at your headtop
I'm doing good, I got Reform, I know I'm drawn, but I could still get your man rocked
I can't beef with niggas, I'm too busy in this lamb chop
And I only move with niggas that I with grew up with from sandbox
And niggas know I'm big dog, no Sandlot, for real

Ha (Trying, trying, trying, tryin')
2021, nigga (To get you under)
Survival of the fittest
I meant for survival of the littest, nigga (My pressure), you already know how we coming (I been trying, trying, trying, tryin')
The biggest stepper, ha
Meek Milly in this bitch (To get you under my pressure)
I want everything on the plate, fuck you

done

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