Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Moment 4 Life (Freestyle) lyrics

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If I could take the time back, I would rewind back

The day my cousin asked my gran where his mom at

I want my aunt back and my dad too

They killed Shawty and Diddy that was sad too

I caught a couple homies off, shit I had to

Chained on me for the money, look what cash do

Thinking I’m rich, counting my money

Worrying bout mine, they should be counting it for me

I’m just adding up this paper subtracting my homies

Shawty be screaming how she love me, while bouncing it on me

She really don’t like me, she just attracted to money

She chasing a benjy, saw that on the femy?

I’m just lowering my glock, hoping that it defend me

When them haters try to kill me I’m clapping the semi

She giving me head, I’m grabbing a remmy

I just want a B, like the back of the Bentley

Niggas say I’m Hollywood when I’m Hollyhood

Put my life on the line for them, shit I probably would

Switch that to probably woulda, I mean probably coulda,

Put it on probably shoulda, but ain’t nobody realer

Niggas is so fake, I did my ID check

Couple 100 with me, ain't met nobody yet

I treat them like the beat, cuz Ima body that

Moving throughout these streets, that’s where you find me at

I ain’t gonna lie, I saved my life

Dream got me running round, like it made my life

I ain’t met a bitch yet, I would’ve made my wife

And I ain’t met a nigga yet I would’ve made my right

Hand, damn, never take a stand

Never tell them boys information on your fam

Never tell them niggas information where you stand

Cuz they change like the weather, when you wait where you land

With that hammer in your face, answer for the cake

Ever seen one of your dogs transform into a snake

Ever seen one of those snakes transform into a rat

I be running through the jungle I could tell you bout that

I could tell you bout the drought, when the work got snapped

Whole hood started robbing, everybody got strapped

Whole team was just broke, everybody got back

I was selling sour diesel, everybody got crack

It’s obvious I’m hot, it’s obvious you cold

Presidential on my wrist, and it’s obvious its gold

Whole hood got your statements it’s obvious you told

Like a Lil Wayne album it’s obvious you sold

I’m on some shit, running neck and neck with Vick

Trying to bring my city back, take us to where we never been

I’m just in the studio working like a Mexican

And they tell me I’m a rookie doing it like a veteran

Yea, big dreams small city

Trying to come up on me, but would you fall with me?

Would you clutch that hammer and bust it all with me?

Hundred miles an hour running from the law with me?

I ain’t think so, I just blink slow

Million ways to get this money but we think snow

Every time I see a chick I just think hoe

And every time I meet a nigga I just think Po’

Moment 4 Life
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