God get me out of these situations stay close to me keep me in control of my emotions and do not allow me to become one with the snakes allow me to see the demons before they try and get close to me don’t let me die or go bacc to jail everyone around me is gone I hate this shit but imma keep pushing cause I got Jesus on my side
The summer nights can even turn cold In the streets of Philly where niggas don't even get to turn old My heart pumping till it turn gold You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm ridin' like, "Fuck it, it's a long road" Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul In the middle of heaven and hell See nigga, only God knows When your time gon' come And your eyes roll straight to the back Now you seeing all black That MAC go lean and that nine go crack This that murder murder music to rewind you back Put that Ruger all up to you, watch your mind go splat All over the wall, nigga, all over that raw It's the same ol' Meek, still the same OG Got that crack music, listen, let your brain OD I be playing low key Me and one of my niggas Riding through the city, plotting on some of the niggas That be thinking they gon' get me I'ma run to you niggas And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of niggas G'yeah, monster, sitting like a mobster Revolver on my lap, barrel full of Black Talons I lick it at your squadron Roll up, like, "Hold up" Start spitting while I'm driving Peel off then roll up, you niggas better slow up Before you bang the fuck out I aim, let it flame, blow your brains all the fuck out All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild All up in the dirt, ma screaming, "Get the fuck out!" North where I was raised at, South Philly, I played that Wherever I'm around I hold it down like a wave cap Yeah, my niggas stay strapped Blaze and I'ma blaze back All over that yolk, get your motherfuckin' egg cracked North side of Berks Streeta and Southside of Eight Balla Posted by the green gate, cops come, we scrape on 'em Niggas dropping tapes on 'em Tryna get us locked down Snitchin' to the district That's enough to get ya chopped down That nine parabellum, fuck around and get a nigga momma cerebellum They ain't riding, man they tellin' I be sliding with a seven, all titanium Big boy sound, jump around when I'm flamin' him Me, I play my role, gettin' hoes like I'm Chamberlain Same one you kissed, same one that give me cranium Every time I touch a gun, all I hear is, "Damien" Tryna pipe me up to rock a nigga like-
Listening to the Anderson Paak one singing 🎶where do I where do I where do I go from here🎶 Then clicked on this and meek started it with 🎶 Whenever wherever, is what it is🎶 Someone mix em together 👀
