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Meek Mill

Genres: Hip-Hop

Gettin' Money Lyrics - Meek Mill

I wake up goin' get it 

yungen on a mission 

Cause when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes 

But i'm different 

I still put them on, just to show i'm right 

I used to be the dark child 

But now I glow at night 

I keep omelly by my side cuz we both alike 

Try and keep a nigga out the field cuz he be throwin' white 

Dishin' D 

Tryna get rich as me 

I'm worth a couple million 

man this shit was meant to be 

20 gold chains on, shit I think i'm Mr.T 

If I could live my life again I wouldn't do it differently 

Tryna bring my father back 

Just so he could witness me 

Back up in my zone, I swear my haters is history 

Bitches sayin' they missing me 

I never fall for it 

Cuz they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it 

And if my niggas need it, I tell 'em come for it 

Cuz when it comes to me, they shootin' like a small forward, swish 

My life is realer than I can explain 

Shootin' out with killers and choppin' em things 

Tryna make a killin from rockin the cake 

Duckin' from the feds and niggas that dropping these names 

They locked me in chains, niggas took shots with my frame 

In Killadelphia were bodies be dropping like rain 

Where bodies be dropping like rain 

In Killadelphia were bodies be dropping like rain 

I say that meek shall inherit the earth 

So I'ma own this bitch until I'm buried in dirt 

I only roll with nigga that'll carry me to my hearse 

Blesses for my grandma, she carried me to that church 

And I don't know why, I just feel like I'm the one 

They label me a victim but now look what I become 

Or should I say became, I don't do it for the fame 

I'm from where they never make it but I went against the grain 

Charges riding against my name, assasination to my character 

Life's a bitch, she cheated on me but I married her 

Niggas getting murdered, this shit is getting scarier 

Dodging all the pot holes, jumping all the barriers 

And if she a bitch, I feel like I just got in that pussy 

Shorty wanna be a star, that's why she popping that pussy 

She trying to win so she hang amongst winners 

That's why I take the time just to pray at mom's dinner 

Cause I remember, cold nights not the winter 

Not the weather, I'm talk about within us 

Cause for that money, sins they get committed 

And friends they get to splittin', divided just like division 

So eryday that I wake up, my undivided attention 

It goes to getting that cake up and staying out of the prisons 

The system made me stronger 

And being broke just gave me my hunger 

I'm gone! 

 

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