Meek Mill - 11/28 FREESTYLE lyrics

[Meek Mill - 11/28 FREESTYLE lyrics]

(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap) yeah, huh

It was a type of day I felt
Like I ain't deserve to smile
When you waking up getting news
Like you heard Virgil died
Ain’t had no homie like that
But I feel hurt inside
Knowing we grew up trying to kill niggas
Since I was a murder child
Jealous I ain't had no daddy
I just couldn't verbalize it
So I ran to the corner
With all the gangsters, i’m trying certified
As my mom
Ever since 13 She never heard me cry
Cause I've been strapping evеr since
I heard my homie my first hеard He died
Cause We didn't got so used to death that
It don't even burn inside it
Everything got internalized when everything
Start to eternalize i turn my eyes
Act like I don't see it and you wonder why
Knowing they were sins before they
Told us how to underline
I was praying to make it to 25
So I've never counted my
Money before my blessings
Cause ain't no telling what's going happen
My young boy don’t be hearing me
When I be telling about trapping going
Do it in the county rocking
Trucks are really scrappy
Eating shit you can’t imagine
Attorney to a savage
Do you really know where the trap is locked
In the box to go in the casket
Cause you ain't had no floor
No jump shot to go in the basket
So you got a Glock shoot a black man
Constantly you are blocking on your ass
Just like this pac man
Nobody told us cops robbers
It really happened till we got
Out here in this traffic

I want to thank God for all my blessings
Everyday I wake up, Everyday I pray before
Before like it came to life all
My dreams that I chase
I feel like they came true so, I just wanna
You kno
Make sure I thank God first for my blessings

I’m taking the profit in bitcoin
Because I know that man on
A dollar really a mess
And I'm not dumb I'm moving faster
I told my younger don't never be
No hitter that’s really dumb
Cause if you done these niggas to crash
When I was young I couldn't grasp it
Cause I grew up in the jungle
At the very bottom of the
Barrel you make It out they tryna grab
Y'all tell them lost to me and crabby
I had beef with niggas before I
Had to play the state
I went to jail and commissary
Had my favorite plate
Been eating oodles and noodles
Ever since like 88
The menu look like it's made to stay

Blessings and if I'm with you then I'm
With you until I fade away
Don't take the lead I made a way
I ain't heard them kids
Ain't get no christmas
You know say the day I took my blessings
I'm putting on for the treatments
And it made your way blessings
You ain't got to like me
You're gonna respect it
When I was like clear that's
When I check it out
I was right there with all
These steppers that's why
No I gotta be special cause Lord
Knows my heart and grass about
Being real with myself
And paying my people back in

Blessings yeah

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