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Meek Mill - Stay Woke feat. Miguel (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
Mike DZL
Mike DZL
Programming
Miguel
Miguel
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifton Nathaniel Chase
Clifton Nathaniel Chase
Songwriter
Edward Fletcher
Edward Fletcher
Songwriter
Guordan Banks
Guordan Banks
Songwriter
Melvin Glover
Melvin Glover
Songwriter
Michael Holmes
Michael Holmes
Songwriter
Sylvia Robinson
Sylvia Robinson
Songwriter
Miguel Jontel Pimentel
Miguel Jontel Pimentel
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Mike DZL
Mike DZL
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle outside, sometimes I wonder
How I keep from going under
[Verse 2]
We scream, 'Black Lives Matter'
But we still toting ladders
Watching our own brothers tryna get at us
Dreams get shattered
When the scene full of crackers
And they charge you with some shit you ain't do
You like, "What happened?"
We go get lawyers, to say shit
We don't know how to talk
They told us to hate each other
Before we learned how to walk
Mama taught you how to fight-fight
Before she taught you how to write-write
And daddy locked down in a cell
Can't kiss you night-night
Monsters under the bed
Every night feel like a fright-night
Coke fumes in the air
Mama holding on that pipe tight
And you catch a contact
But never mind that
In a world where black is wrong and white right
It's like a combat
We go to war for our freedom
They say we "equal"
I used wanna play like Randall
And be a Eagle
I used to play the quarterback
My dog would go receiver
That was till the ball got flat by a dope needle
On the pavement
It's amazing, this environment we was raised in
On them papers, one mistake
And I'm getting caged in
Ya gotta feel me
Feel like the system tryna kill me
Got arrested, and the charges F-1
For popping wheelies
Stay woke
[Verse 3]
It was designed for us to fail
We still prevail through the hell, yeah
Can you believe it?
We're still undefeated!
Though it's designed for us to lose
Just to make it through
Nothing's impossible, no
Can you believe it?
We're still undefeated!
[Verse 4]
Picture me ten years younger
With some tats on my face
Taking a bunch of Xannies
With this strap on my waist
Pointing it at the camera
Like mama ain't teach me manners
Tryna see "mo' bills"
Like I'm headed to Alabama
No wait, I can't judge 'em
I'm just tryna understand 'em
'Cause I used to pop Percs
Pour up purple un my Fanta
Had me swerving in my Phantom
Like I'm running from my dreams
I was headed for the slammer
I was planting all the seeds
For them to bury me
I had my whole family mad at me
Fell deep in love with the game
And it married me
Judge said, "I'll give you a chance"
"Just don't embarrass me"
Motivating these lil' ****
Is like a charity
Community service
Even though they knew we was working
They did this to me on purpose
'Cause I ain't moving too perfect
I stay away from them clowns
Watch how I move through the circus
'Cause they be weighing ya down
Even some of them dudes in your circle
Stay woke
[Verse 5]
It was designed for us to fail, yeah
We still prevail through the hell, yeah
Can you believe it?
We're still undefeated!
Though, it's designed for us to lose
Nothing, nothing, nothing's impossible, no
Can you believe it?
We're still undefeated!
[Verse 6]
How can I pledge allegiance to the flag?
When they killing all our sons?
All our dads?
I come from a place
Where you kill your own brother
You could brag
Like he got bodies but that's a fad
No, that's a fact
Screaming out at your corner
****, that's a trap
Screaming out at your homie
****, that's a rat
Catch a case with him
Bet he crack
The odds against you
And they double stacked
Stay woke!
[Verse 7]
Bought my mom a new crib
That's some gangsta shit
Niece and nephews walking 'round
Wearing minks and shit
Kept the hood motivated
This the thanks I get?
Try to Ja Rule the kid
On some 'Wanksta' shit?
[Verse 8]
But that's impossible
'Cause I'm unstoppable
The label can't drop me, ****
I'm too valuable
You thought I would lose
But I won and that bothered you
Still moving 'round in Philly
Just like the mobsters do
When I talked to Em and Hov
They said, "I'm proud of you"
"Stood tall, back when everyone doubted you"
My reply is, "I did what I gotta do"
"And I need that verse 'fore you retire too"
[Verse 9]
Jumping all the obstacles
I'm way too wavy
Said I would lose
Boy, you way too crazy
Pick and choose, either fame or the money
Fame will make you crazy
And the money
Will make them bad bitches say
"Thank you, baby"
You welcome
Written by: Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Edward Fletcher, Guordan Banks, Meek Mill, Melvin Glover, Michael Holmes, Miguel, Sylvia Robinson
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