Meek Mill - Hot 97 Freestyle lyrics

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Meek Mill - Hot 97 Freestyle lyrics

[Meek Mill] I'm talking that G talk today [Let it go Freestyle] Yeah, one thing for sure, two things for certain Got booked with three bricks, you back home, n***as working Clown a** n***as should've put you in the circus Home of Philly if you get a Benz, n***as lurking Churches, hearses, is it really worth it? If you heard he tellin', why you dapping and conversing? Lock me in a cell, let me strap up my converses Before I drop a dime, tell 'em people a lie Swear to God, when I was 19 I caught my first case 9 co-defendants and snitching wasn't the worst case Had a hard time giving my name and my birth date But nowadays, n***as go to jail and it's an earthquake They get all shook up Write a whole book up Ratting they connect out, telling where they got the hook up Got a n***a 20 years talking bout that cook up Back to the home n***as f**ing with and good luck 12 shots of henny to the face got me stood up Any situation, ask about me and I stood up Catch you slipping like a transmission ,f** your hood up From my hood, to who? your hood, I'm good, what up, What up! Nothing though my hunnit high This mac will leave a n***a look like Spongebob Yeah, Uh, Yeah All I know is Flex, sh**ting on my ex Bad hoes on my team, dick 'em down like next I rock YSL so fresh Fly as hell no jet Waves on 360, make that p**y get so wet She say I'm co*ky I say that's not me She calls me papi And I say ven aqui Wrist wear on hockey Porsche box like Ali My sneaks they ballyin my hood I'm prolli, just rolling round in that ghost Watching out for them folks Heater on my hip, trunk full of that work I say, my shooters like Dirk, ten racks and you murk I put that on your head n***a, first week and you dead n***a! I bottle pop, I model pop Catch me on them bikes, let the throttle pop n***as know I'm nice, and I got a lot Like F your corner, I buy the block This Maybach We way back Yeah I was starving, Mr. Payback This off the top I got my hustle from Hova, and my stuntin' from Baby That's why I'm ucking 'em over and my new watch cost me 80k Got a couple of Rovers, had to drive a Mercedes I know these s**as don't like me, I'm prolli popping they lady I got a hundred racks with me now No computer but I got a Mac on me now And I'm a shooter, I really clap homie now And f** a jail cuz my n***a Ross hold me down I'm skipping bail cuz we in this b**h Fresh out the dealership I just came in the game but I'm k**ing sh** My n***a Wale We in the building We in the building [Dreams & Nightmares Verse] Yeah I had a dream like Martin Luther, I was in the Phantom getting brain like a Harvard student Check my record for the fame ain't really hard to prove it Went to jail came home to that kitchen just like Martha Stewart With a Pyrex trynna make a 9 stretch, just was in the yard with lifers working on my biceps Used to think they all was like us they ain't have my mind set When I was Mr. Sleep n Working we used to keep my mom set In to get my son right so he don't live my young life Cuz I remember some nights I used to hold that gun tight Middle of the jungle trynna make it to that sunlight Stillmatic with a pen and a pad, just give me one mic And I'm gon get richer, they gon get sicker Why they mad at me? Cuz they ain't in the picture? Cuz they was on some bullsh**, when they starting flicking and the cameras started flashing, n***as came up missing, ha, hanh [Stalley] Black chevelle on them blades boy, Black shades leather jacket like I'm Blade boy Come through in city life what's the focus boy? I come through with open doors 6 by 9 through these door panels make a bunch of noise I'm mobbing on these back streets of city blocks Middle finger every cop Every block isn't just everything it's heavy stock Sweatpants to car dance I'll make that b**h do the whop MAN! I'm losing my religion got these angels on my shoulders and they telling me to listen Our blast is out partner getting lost in my system They telling me it's devil music and demons have imprisoned My mind body and soul that I'm traveling down hells road This strap got no Velcro So I'm down for whatever, whenever, wherever Anywhere in hell I go you think I'm scared? Here's your answer....Hell no [Meek Mill] [Acapella Freestyle] Every night I'm on the road trynna get it how it come Still finding time just to kick it with my son I know, n***as see them blogs and it's looking like it's fun but, when you out to get that cake you gotta pick up every crumb Yeah you gotta pick up every crumb I never thought I'd see the day that I get up out the slums Did it for my team Put 'em on some 1's and everyday we sh**tin' on 'em we the n***as with some raws I was out of control Block was hot as a stove I was out with them O's same time the block was Patrol