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Maxo Kream

Genres: Hip-Hop

Meet Again Lyrics - Maxo Kream

[Intro] 

Free J Lo, free One Time, free Lil CBD 

Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free Montana C 

Ayy, free J Money, ayy, free Fauni 

Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey, free Lil TY, hey, hey 

Free my daddy, hey, he gon' be alright, hey 

Free Gas for like, free my nigga Ike 

I got homies in the grave, I got homies doin' life 

 

[Pre-Chorus] 

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12 

Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell 

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12 

Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll tell 'em crackers burn in hell 

 

[Chorus] 

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen 

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in 

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in 

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen 

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been 

Tell you who your bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em 

Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary 

Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary 

 

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[Verse 1] 

Cuz, what's crackin'? Hop you straight, know you thuggin' like you should 

Seen your momma yesterday, gave her money for your books 

Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on Murda Block 

Couple homies hit a lick and got the other homies popped 

They got shot up with a K, I got good and bad news 

They say Redro gon' be straight, but Sto Groove ain't make it through 

They hit Redro with a eight, only hit Sto Groove with two 

'Round this time last year in May, crackhead junkie killed Young Doof 

I seen your stupid baby momma, she still actin' like a thot 

Always fightin', startin' drama, she be fuckin' with the opps 

Asked her why she never write you, why she never help you out 

She say you trippin', you don't listen, and your temper always hot 

But let me tell you 'bout your daughter, yesterday, she tried to walk 

Everyday, she gettin' smarter, other day, she tried to talk 

You can't be there like a father and it's fuckin' with you mentally 

Court-appointed lawyer got my bro a half a century 

 

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[Bridge] 

Give me strength to count my blessings, Lord knows it could be worse 

I got niggas in the pen and I got niggas in the dirt 

Pray to God to keep my faith, 'cause right now, I'm losin' hope 

So I'ma pray to that dope, put that faith in my work 

 

[Chorus] 

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen 

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in 

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in 

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen 

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been 

Tell you who your bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em 

Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary 

Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary 

 

[Verse 2] 

I know you worried 'bout me, cuzzo, we ain't talked in a minute 

Don't think a nigga tryna ignore you, I'm just handlin' business 

On my way here, I was blowin' and they told the lieutenant 

Word got back to the warden and they cancelled my visit 

I dropped 40 on a lawyer, tryna reduce your sentence 

He better than that court-appointed, he gon' fight to appeal it 

But you gotta stop trippin', I heard they caught ya with a phone 

And they threw you in the hole, you probably wonder how I know 

I miss them days when we was mobbin', we was robbin' just for fun 

If you was fightin', then we fightin', jump 'em, ain't no one on one 

Remember clutchin' at the function, I got locked up with a gun 

You went in every nigga pockets and got money for my bond 

I know you really miss them streets, but you ain't really missin' none 

I know this rap shit look real sweet, but my real life, it ain't no fun 

'Cause right now, I'm out on bond, Madu, he on probation 

My lil' bro on the run, he think he on vacation 

My pops back in the system, he might just die in prison 

My mom is co-defendant, so she got locked up with him 

He got snitched on by his own sister, she the eyewitness 

Now every time I see my blood cousins, I don't even feel 'em 

See what them drugs, they took my own cousins, started actin' different 

Cookin' drugs with my older brother, bakin' soda whippin' 

Servin' drugs with my older brother 'til he started sniffin' 

I think my bro addicted 

I tried to put my nigga on and then he ended up stealin' 

I caught that nigga stealin' crumbs when I was plottin' on millions 

Believe in death before dishonor, Father God, please forgive him 

I pray to God 'cause if I see him, swear to God, I'ma kill him 

I got some change, my niggas changed, I'm gettin' change, they think I'm rich 

They want me locked up in a cage, I'm fightin' RICO just like Mitch 

The only time I wear a suit and tie is at a funeral or a courtroom for trial 

 

[Pre-Chorus] 

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12 

Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell 

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12 

Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll tell 'em crackers burn in hell 

 

[Chorus] 

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen 

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in 

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in 

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen 

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been 

Tell you who your bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em 

Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary 

Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary 

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