Lyrics:
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
B.I.G.'s brother
Used to be Dame and Biggs' brother
Who was Hip-Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend
No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin, begin
Let
B.I.G.'s brother
Used to be Dame and Biggs' brother
Who was Hip-Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend
No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin, begin
Let
gets the grits? (Say what?) Bust it
I can tell another bout real grits getters
Gettin grits y'all (Say what?) Bust it, let a
Brother tell another
Balmain, that Phillip Lim
They say i'm dressing like Kanye
I'm everything that my rhymes say:
Breadwinner, brand owner
Play Cloths, millionaire
the 015 from my brothers from the 012
Mash are you ready
05:16 shit Mash are you ready
Third take
Yeah yeah
Clock going yeah
Clock going up
Yeah yeah
brothers
And tell my hatters never go away
I show my love in the light while y'all hate in the dark
Music until fade
Tell me how I'm gonna make my album
with my brothers quick
Now it's death and taxes or I should've wore a rubber shit
Had it since it young man, always been professional
Had to go and get
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
his ass back
I said I'm not a Doobie Brother, but we do be hip
And there's one thing I dislike when people at a party sit
Now I didn't come here to be
my head spinning'
With you by my side is how I want my story to be finished
Outer space, out of time
I been fuck with her cause she been a dime
And I
a clean record
Gave him the lane to go from street coke
To the good life of the champagne it's
Also a play on how he
Makes money off records, his albums
Are
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June
Ayo
Sitting right next the beef
Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion
of the year, DJ Dave
And his brother designed
Put together the music
Put it out to the people
The people said I was stupid with the flow
Went to the barbershop
Album coming soon, oh brother
Man, just turn this shit off it's fuckin trash
wanna hear you've never had no time
The stage is mine (Stage is mine)
Pulled up at Archies Oxford Road
Weren't worth the parking fine (Nope)
Music got me
breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets
far
Neither man would back down they try and break each other's arms
It was these same play fights that had made these brothers hard
Gave these brothers
kinda hot, holusinate and see 1
See 2 girls by the hallway, all day
Staring at my grill, these females want to play
Girls dim the lights and dance 'til
science
That mean I'm higher than higher learnin', look in my eyes
That's where the fire's burnin'
Try to deny a music messiah's returnin'
You die
time to be stressed
Told her she miss me, I don't even text
She wanna kick, keep her hook at the balls
She try to play me, let's check out the score
I
a problem, we don't call them
Tell them meet up back where Nick plays
Stepped up with his chest out, left him in a neck brace
Educate yourself on who you
Ok
Now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, “Hi, haters!”
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
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