Biography:
Robert Williams (born May 6, 1987), better known by his stage name Meek Mill, is an American rapper from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was briefly signed to T.I.'s label Grand Hustle Records and in February 2011 signed to Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group. He adopted the rap name “Meek Mill” after family and friends from his neighborhood kept referencing him by his middle name. Meek is coined as the latest rap phenomenon to come out of the city of Philadelphia.
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[Intro: Meek Mill]
Am
Yeah!
C
RIP Dex Osama, Lil Snupe
Am
All the fallen soldiers
F G
Scooter, Truce
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Am
When they killed my nigga Snupe, I seen my young nigga
F
In the casket he ain't even have no blood in him
G Am
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
F G
Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
Am
I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
F
But now they all bustin' U-ies its gon' cost 'em
G Am
I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
F G
Killed his only big brother and we lost him
Am
So I'ma hold it down 'til we all win
F G
We've been at the clearport ballin'
Am
I just want to see my niggas flossin'
F G
Hundred bands everytime I walk in
Am
If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
F G
Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
Am
My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
F G
But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
Am
Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
F G
Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Am
Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
F G
Cause this the type of money'll get your lined up
[Bridge: Meek Mill]
Am
And I can't trust nobody
F G Am
They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
F G Am
They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout it
F G Am
Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model
F G
I hope the Lord got us
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Am
When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
F G
Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate
Am
Man I know he got some dice at the Heaven gates
F G
Kicking shi t with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
Am F
Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
G Am
Selling dog food tryna feed my pups
F
Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
G
And I'm going through stuff
Am
I don't feel no love
F
And I shake your body and you still wake up
G Am
Taking Perkys, man I fill my cup
F G
The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
Am
I wan' see my brother with the Patek not the static
F G
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
Am
All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
F G
Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages
Am
I don't see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches
F G
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn't balance it
Am
You can't question God, yeah yeah, or any of these challenges
F G
Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I gotta manage it
Am
SRT the challengers
C F
Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
G Am
And I'm leaning like a project banister
C F G
I'm a boss, I ain't never need a manager, got freaks, we ball scandalous, ayy
[Outro: Young Thug]
Am F
Fuck it, we ball, yeah
G Am
All the soldiers we lost, yeah
F
Fuck it, we ball
G
For all the soldiers we lost
Am
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the soldiers we lost)
F G
Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
Am
She just got a nose job and it wasn't that bad (fuck it, we ball)
F G
I was juggin' round the city, I came back
Am F
Fuck it, we ball
G
Yeah, fuck it, we ball
Am
Tear down the mall, yeah
F
Fuck it, we ball
G Am F G
Tear down the mall, ayy
Am
Yeah!
C
RIP Dex Osama, Lil Snupe
Am
All the fallen soldiers
F G
Scooter, Truce
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Am
When they killed my nigga Snupe, I seen my young nigga
F
In the casket he ain't even have no blood in him
G Am
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
F G
Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
Am
I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
F
But now they all bustin' U-ies its gon' cost 'em
G Am
I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
F G
Killed his only big brother and we lost him
Am
So I'ma hold it down 'til we all win
F G
We've been at the clearport ballin'
Am
I just want to see my niggas flossin'
F G
Hundred bands everytime I walk in
Am
If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
F G
Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
Am
My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
F G
But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
Am
Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
F G
Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Am
Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
F G
Cause this the type of money'll get your lined up
[Bridge: Meek Mill]
Am
And I can't trust nobody
F G Am
They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
F G Am
They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout it
F G Am
Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model
F G
I hope the Lord got us
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Am
When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
F G
Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate
Am
Man I know he got some dice at the Heaven gates
F G
Kicking shi t with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
Am F
Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
G Am
Selling dog food tryna feed my pups
F
Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
G
And I'm going through stuff
Am
I don't feel no love
F
And I shake your body and you still wake up
G Am
Taking Perkys, man I fill my cup
F G
The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
Am
I wan' see my brother with the Patek not the static
F G
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
Am
All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
F G
Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages
Am
I don't see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches
F G
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn't balance it
Am
You can't question God, yeah yeah, or any of these challenges
F G
Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I gotta manage it
Am
SRT the challengers
C F
Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
G Am
And I'm leaning like a project banister
C F G
I'm a boss, I ain't never need a manager, got freaks, we ball scandalous, ayy
[Outro: Young Thug]
Am F
Fuck it, we ball, yeah
G Am
All the soldiers we lost, yeah
F
Fuck it, we ball
G
For all the soldiers we lost
Am
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the soldiers we lost)
F G
Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
Am
She just got a nose job and it wasn't that bad (fuck it, we ball)
F G
I was juggin' round the city, I came back
Am F
Fuck it, we ball
G
Yeah, fuck it, we ball
Am
Tear down the mall, yeah
F
Fuck it, we ball
G Am F G
Tear down the mall, ayy
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