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Meek Mill

Livin Wild

 

Livin Wild

(album: Flamerz 5 - 2022)


Gangster Rap has become incredibly popular and profitable by selling lyrics about black-on-black violence
It's not actually a form of music
Hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism
This is how bad the country we're talking about lyrics
Uh, Free Slime, Free Wunna (Brr), Free the whole YSL, Free Duke
Free all my dogs from my block, free all the soldiers who locked down
Yeah, uh

I came from the dirt, nigga (I came)
Then I rose without a stain on my shirt
Richard Millie, rose gold, Plain Jane, what it's worth
Rest in peace to all my dawgs, I let 'em hang from my shirt
Wrap the diamonds, it's more than rap and rhyming, swear to God
It's like living in your dreams, while you flying a G5
On the way to perform a song that it ain't even take three times
To record, sometimes I be getting scared, God, is you sure?
You gon' bless me like this? I'm upstate and I'm rich
You gon' test me like this? But it be lessons like this
To clear my vision, make me see the ones that left me like this
They say that hating shit a disease and niggas been catching that shit
I know them vibes (I know 'em)
You around, I feel your energy, I know them eyes (I know 'em)
I won't trust as you, far as I can know, you know you slime (Ooh)
Kiss my mama on her forehead 'fore we ride
'Cause when we go to war, we know somebody gon' die (Die)
Mamas gon' cry (Cry), kids gon' grief (Grief)
God gon' judge (Judge), men gon' bleed (Bleed)
Got forty-nine million, I need like ten more Gs to be at fifty-mill' with ease (Yeah)
I'm on my way to see a hundred tickets, Dreamchaser and I'm running with it
They hating on us, we like "Fuck them niggas"
'Cause we too busy going up on niggas, and be for real, I never trust them niggas
Far as I can throw 'em, I'm like, far as I can show 'em
They got YSL on lock, I'm tryna call and [?] 'em
Plus my dawg doing life out, he ain't do all of that for him
Can't be screaming off them pills in my hand, handling the pills
Had my family in the sticks and got sued, paying all the bills
They say I'm living the life too wild, I got a handle on the whip
Say I should chill, y'all slow down, but I start speeding up (I start speedin')
When I slow down, niggas start acting like they was keeping up
You fuck with YSL, send 'em out, 'cause that'll keep 'em up
And in your worst time, know always hold your peoples up, for real

Yeah, free YSL
(And in your worst time, know always hold your peoples up)
Free all my dawgs (For real, yeah)
Free YSL (And in your worst time, know always hold your peoples up)
Free all my dawgs (All my dawgs)

done

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