Top Songs By Meek Mill
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sap
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
And I'm the beat man
Yeah, will written all over this
Yeah
[Verse 2]
I said, I used to get high just to get by
Couldn't deal with my reality, was livin' in a lie
Sometimes I ask God, Is we livin' just to die?
Conversations with my dad and livin' in the sky
I think, am I goin' crazy? Or is this shit for real?
The spirit of a **** who wills on it's appeal
Fightin' to see the light and I'm fightin' to keep it real
Like a **** with no lawyer, I'm ready to take a deal
Got me feelin' like Khaled, 'cause all I do is win
I don't practice no religion, 'cause all I do is sin
[Verse 3]
I don't even write it down, I just spittin' out what's in
I don't celebrate for victory, man, all I do is grin, nah
Shit I ain't braggin', I don't boast
But when it come to bread, fuck a slice, I need a loaf
And a little bit of toast just to keep the haters off me
Man, I do this for my city, all them **** waitin' on me
[Verse 4]
(Look into my eyes) Tell me what you see?
A youngin' full of pride with attendance of a G
I never gave a fuck what ya heard 'bout me
Never told, never sold my soul, **** this is me
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'ma family man
Don't you ever cross that line where my family stand
I send them boys to come and get you in that family van
Cold shooters that love them hammers like Yosemite Sam
I from the hood where these **** scared to dream at
Fuck the money, they wanna know where the lean at
They make 'em lean back, I'm talkin' fade away
Mike Jordon gettin' it ain't important
How can I forfeit **** makin' a fortune?
Livin' in fortresses, gettin' it on some corporate shit
Go hard or go home and this the orphanage
Same **** that I grew up, I be often with
Small circle 'cause **** a murk you
Most of the time it's **** that know you
But my **** is purple hearted
I seen a snake before they even started
Caught 'em and now we dearly departed
[Verse 6]
(Look into my eyes) Tell me what you see?
A youngin' full of pride with attendance of a G
I never gave a fuck what ya heard 'bout me
Never told, never sold my soul, **** this is me
Written by: Meek Mill