Livin Wild
Meek Mill
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"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, Free the whole YSL, Free Duke (brrt) Free all my dogs from my block, free all the soldiers who locked down (Philly) 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 rhymin', swear to God It's like livin' in your dreams, while you flyin' a G5 On the way to rap a song that I ain't even take three times To record, sometimes I be gettin' 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 hatin' shit a disease and niggas been catchin' 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 you, far as I can throw 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' grieve (grieve) God gon' judge (judge), men gon' bleed (bleed) Got forty-nine million, I need like ten more Gs I'll be at fifty-mill' with ease (yeah) I'm on my way to see a hundred tickets, Dreamchaser and I'm runnin' with it They hatin' on us, we like, "F*ck them niggas" 'Cause we too busy goin' 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 them refromed Plus my dawg doin' life out, I handle all of that for him Can't be scrambled off no pills, in my hand handlin' the pill Have my family in the sticks and guess who payin' all the bills? They say I'm livin' the life too wild, I got a handle on the wheel Say I should chill, y'all slow down, but I start speedin' up (I start speedin') 'Cause when I slow down, niggas start actin' like they was keepin' up You f*ck with YSL, send 'em mail, 'cause that'll keep 'em up And in your worstest time, know always hold your peoples up, for real Yeah, free YSL (And in your worstest times, always hold your peoples up) Free all my dawgs (for real, yeah) Free YSL (and at they worstest time, always hold your peoples up, for real) Free all my dawgs (all my dawgs)
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Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Chandler Durham, Brandon McNab
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