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Back 2 Back (meek Mill Diss) Lyrics - Singles - Arab

[Intro] 

Damn dawg like I ain't have nothing to do with this shit Meek 

But you gon' go on stage out in Camden and say fuck me 

Aye Meek, if it's fuck me then it's fuck you nigga 

Let's play 

 

[Verse 1] 

I caught a body fore I wrote a rap 

You'd rather hold a mic I'd rather hold a mac 

I just left jail guess I'm going back 

I'll blow a hole in your stomach make 'em sew it back 

I ain't got a Wraith I ain't got a ghost 

I just got a plate with a lot of coke 

I got a lot of tape and a lot of rope 

They tried to rob Cass and I shot them both 

Why you diss me, need to diss Drake 

That nigga killed you first 48 

Oh I guess you tough cause you not here 

You lying to the world like you not scared 

You rapping about a life that is not yours 

Went to jail for a gun that was not yours 

You was a bum before for a rap money 

You still owe me ball pack money 

You only come to Philly for a second 

I know you paid them niggas for protection 

I know they tell you they'll rob for you 

But look 'em in the eye will they die for you 

I wonder who gon' help when the mac pour 

I heard Nicki fucked you with a strap on 

I know I got to shoot with a mask on 

Nigga you a pussy put a pad on 

This shit gon' be easy 

I know your folks told on Teepee 

I know you got to pay Defeat 

I heard that you gotta pay weekly 

And tell your lil' nigga better pipe down 

I got my shooters looking for him right now 

I got a hundred shooters with me right now 

Fuck rap we can do this shit right now 

I tried to keep the peace tried to keep peace 

I even had to argue with my brother 'Lik 

He said please AR-AB let me kill 'em all 

I said damn nigga shit wasn't deep 

I don't understand what the hate be 

Drake ate you now you hate me 

I just took my gun off safety 

You better pay them niggas extra for safety 

This shit fucked up cause I liked you 

I knew you was a pussy but I hyped you 

I lied to the world like you real 

Everything come to the light so the truth will 

Everybody know that you rich 

All the real niggas know you a bitch 

If I shoot you right now you'll snitch 

I just put a hundred rounds in my clip 

 

[Outro] 

Damn dawg on some real shit 

This wasn't about me and you man 

That boy said my name I don't even know him 

I had nothing to do with it man 

But you said fuck me well then it's fuck you nigga 

If it's fuck me then its fuck you man 

Let's play ball 

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