Miss My Dawgs Lyrics - Meek Mill

[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] 

I miss my dawgs 

I miss my dawgs 

And they killed my little nigga 

Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off 

And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call 

So I’m out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off 

[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] 

I miss my dawgs 

I miss my dawgs 

And they killed my little nigga 

Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off 

And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call 

So I’m out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off 

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[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 

They killed Chinx Drugz in his own city 

They killed Lil Snupe in his own city 

Wonder why I don't be in my own city 

I don't know if niggas gone clap for me or going to kill me 

Still living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage 

All these guns and automatics 

Still gonna murder these niggas that want to have it 

Before they have me miss my son’s football practice 

Fuck y’all niggas that killed Lil Snupe 

And when we run into y’all niggas we gone kill y’all too 

I still pray every young nigga feel that coupe 

Cause young niggas feel like me, I feel like you 

Fifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie 

I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas I’m ready 

I’m riding round with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly 

I got Dean in the cut, my nigga Coon be so heavy 

We got to make it back home tonight 

So fuck the law, we brought the chrome tonight 

Cause the cops won’t save you, you alone tonight 

So tell a young nigga am I wrong or right 

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[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] 

I miss my dawgs 

I miss my dawgs 

And they killed my little nigga 

Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off 

And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call 

So I’m out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off 

[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] 

I miss my dawgs 

I miss my dawgs 

And they killed my little nigga 

Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off 

And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call 

So I’m out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off 

[Verse 2: Meek Mill] 

Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he could see me now 

Rolls Royce, he wouldn’t believe me now 

The way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety round 

From the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now 

But you died before he was even round 

But I set him straight though, look who he be around 

And he sticks with the kids where they really play soccer 

When he could’ve been a nigga on the corner with a chopper 

You the one that taught me how to hold my hands before they got you 

So I’mma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till they rock us 

You ain’t even get to meet my son Papi 

He’s three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is 

You see now, they talk us down, see my fam shopping 

Now see the brand new Benz and the brand new houses 

Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling 

And I just got brand new bills, that’s brand new problems 

And my old homie told on me, like damn you wyling 

And that shit you talk from jail don’t scare nobody 

Cause you told, you dead now 

And you know, nigga walk with your head down 

RIP 

[Outro: Travi$ Scott] 

Fly high, so high, fly high, so high 

Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye 

Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye 

So high, so high, so long, goodbye