![]() Yea! n***** get left, they wasn't living too right Y'all don't really hear me tho. Letra: Almost Slipped - Meek Mill Ugh, every bitch Im fuckin say they only fuckin me I even bought you diamonds, put you in that double C The way you love. Meek Mill, Yo Gotti, Starlito, Don Trip, Th ' Stepbrothers and of course Flair are. Money ain't a joke You see me laughing n*****? All my goonies they ain't talking, they just clapping n***** You gonna think my dogg a roofer, brought a ladder with him My other homie a mechanic, got his ratchet with him And they shooting for real, they shooting to kill I got some mami's up state, they doing the will I remember n***** shooting for dear life 30 years on us, cops pull at the red lights We riding with them hammers Know a couple young'uns that died before their grandma I'm not trying to play with hammers A lot of n***** fronted back when I was in the slammer But now I got that paper and I be going bananas Like Tony Montana, Nino and the Carter got me leaning even harder With this Nina in my cargoes I can't meet 'em any farther If the n***** want the work Tell 'em meet me out North, 20-something in birds Used to be with 50 n*****, 20 of 'em got murked 20 done turned p****, the other 10 put in work Yeah! I'm screaming "this is the life" If you ain't hooping then you whipping the white They even hitting the white I talked to 'em try to give them advice n***** get left, they wasn't living too right. 40 And I got it on, too They tell me to put it down But they don't know what I'm going through n***** playing checkers and it's chess So what's a p*** to a king that got his money right? You n***** on a hunger strike Now it's dead-broke, man, I used to grind a hundred a night A hundred day, selling white, I tell you it ain't nothing nice I be going so hard, man I don't see my son at night Baby mama b*******, I'm just trying to get my young'un right Started with a dollar to a half a ticket And I just signed my deal today For all you rapping n*****. 45 to make the biggest n***** fold up, roll up I done seen the realest n***** froze up When that Mack squeezing hollows in your back Leaking that, decent if you want to everytime I come through Everybody whispering, talking what gon do Hundred grand in straight cash Make me put it on you and have your own homies tryna swarm you I'm sworn to riding with this Glock. ![]() ![]() Yeah, Philly in this b****! Loso waddup? Check me, I from the city where the skinny n***** ride With a Semi.
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