Meek Mill - Ice Cream (Freestyle) lyrics

The kid is back uh, turn me up Cruz

The revolution shall be televised
This year it's all about us
So fuck the other side
Gotta get killed on camera for
Us to come alive well shit we dead already
From all this homicide
In my cell hangin' from a rope
Where you get less time for
Rape than for sellin' dope
When you get the same time for
Dope then you do a murder
Innocent 'til guilty, guilty the verdict
Before you even started that Harley
No we ain't notice
Cause we was goin' to war
With ourselves over that coca
And they was tryna hurt us
Lock us so far in the mountains
Couldn't get no service and our
Families couldn't service us
Fightin' a silent war with a silencer
Like racin' a Lamborghini with a Challenger
And the feds gon' follow us
Label us as terrorists and then
They drop bombs on us
And we turn to media, they lie to us
Nobody really speakin' on them
Courtrooms that bodied us
Labeled us as hooligans
We trappin' and we movin' it
Kids barely eatin' at that table
With that tuna fish
Breakfast and lunchtime Mama ordered
The noodle dish
Dinner time I was on the corner
Me and Lucifer
Who you s'posed to call when the
Cops the ones shootin' you? Nobody
Talked to the Shmurdas and I told
'em keep their head up
And when you touch down
Stay focused and get your bread up
Cause when you're gettin' to it the
People be gettin' fed up
They buildin' brand new jails for us
Don't make your bed up
Use your head, dog, and beware
Certain niggas just ain't good for you
Don't bring them near ya
I'm young, black, and I get money
My swag serious america's worst nightmare
I'm what they're scared of
Fresh back home, they had to sit me down
I come back home, they talkin' Nicki now?
I spit like a drummer that hold 50 rounds
And for my walkthroughs it cost 60 pounds
Of Sour D, Hollywood, I should be
But that hood shit bring the hood out of me
I be on the 'gram like I hit the lottery
Buyin' every car, every house I see
Tryna be a gangsta, I was tryna be a king
You're tryna score a point
I was tryna get a ring
Couple niggas got happy
Heard I was in the bing
'Til they let me out my cell
I jumped right up in that sink
Balenciaga red interior, they're inferior
I made a couple milli in jail
I'm dead serious
Monkey ass hoes like George and head curious
Flow so wavy man I
Should've been an aquarius
I'm talkin' to Hov on the jail call
Get so many letters that they
Thinkin' it's mail fraud
When I fell on the money they
Said that I fell off
We got like, 6 mansions, 12 lofts
3 condos, any apartments? Hell naw
Just all penthouses
Nigga I've been 'bout it
Gets in, gets out it, like it's a robbery
I came up from the bottom and
Ain't no stoppin' me nigga