Meek Mill - All Good A Week Ago lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] Question What does an old head and a young bull have in common? Know the answer, anbody's liable to snitch Real n***as stand up Philly Flamers [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I said the feds gave my n***a brick dime for an ounce of crack And they gave my n***a [?] a dub for a bird Stand up n***as caught their cases took the time Feds came to get them they ain't say a f**ing word I know n***as that was OGs ratted on their own team Took their whole clique down time for them to sit down Same n***as acting tough tell them you a b**h now n***a used to do it big f** 'em I'm the sh** now Real n***as stand up And if you did it then there's consequences n***a man up I remember them hungry day cutting them grams up I stack a couple hundreds just to save a grand up From a hundred dollars to a hundred thousand Get you a couple bricks flood the hood like public housing I was in the stands just watching like I was scouting Pepping out all the players, balling Dion Waiters n***as in my hood are s**ers beyond haters Act hard but melt faster than Now & Laters I just take a point I grab my the nine later Rules to the game laugh now and cry later Live now and die later Fast cars, fast b**hes Live the fast life you better fall fast n***a It ain't about who got the most it about who last n***a And f** a first place as long as I ain't last n***a And I'm in the race, I'm too hungry to let a n***a taste You trying to reach catch them in your face My n***as ride like its the interstate It ain't my birthday I'm getting cake I remember sitting in the cell watching as my life replay Writing [?] the feds got him up in VA And free my n***a Lil' they got him upstate PA State gave my n***a Rick [?] life Nineteen he ain't get to live half his life I was five I seen them lock my dad casket tight And since then I've been clutching on the ratchet tight [Verse 2: Oschino] It was '05 moving birds Boston Market Boss of the corner chilling in my corner office It was all good, paper flowing like the Nile River [?] some young and wild n***as In the winter rocked the mink and in the summer dropped the top on 'em Every other day different watch on 'em They my n***as switched sides on me Said they gon' ride on me Shot me in front of my son he was just five hommie Should've [?] cause a n***a went insane Kingpins run the game n***a never been afraid Bullet wounds still bleeding n***as bang them n***as back Get rocks sold up that's how we live in this habitat Never rat real deal, I was never an impostor Cops sounding like Biggie Smalls asking who shot you Don't worry about it pig, I'll handle my own Call up [?] bang on n***as like I'm alone One minute you a kingpin chilling with a mink Next you a convict washing drawers in the sink This the land of the homicide where y'all about the dollar Most n***as here going to die before their grandfather n***as did [?] like Rottweiler No gas in his crib so he can't take a hot shower Grab his 30 gage [?] give a n***a hot shower Cause they can't afford a burger or a f**ing Caesar Salad That's real