Am Am F I can hear it in your voice you wasn't never in this shit niggaDm G We still at war [Verse 1: Meek Mill]Am Young niggas totin' Glocks Sellin' dope, poppin' wheeliesF Dm G When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South PhillyAm F Dm G When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South PhillyAm F We was grinding, they was hatingDm G Perfect time to get this money, I was patientAm F We was Gucci, they was snakingDm G Only one to keep it real when they was fakingAm F Ain't a nigga 'round me I ain't give a hundred bands toDm G Never [?], Im not about them bitches that we ran throughAm F When you get the money like I got it the can't stand youDm Am F Fuck 'em, we at war with the system, in the streetsDm G Bulletproof I'm in the trenches, niggas said that I got beefAm I can't really trust these niggas 'bout this cash, and I can't sleepDm G And my homie lined my other homie up, 'cause he a creepAm F Show no love for this pussy ass nigga, it get deepDm G For the love of that Benji, we spillin' blood in them streetsAm F And I know why they hate me, it ain't no love in these streetsDm G He was hearing [?], it was cheapAm F He was sellin us that [?], [?] ReebokDm G Damn, thought you was all here, found out that we notAm F [?] for three blocksDm G Turn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a [?]Am It's a dog-eat-dog enviornmentF Young niggas killing, all the old heads retiringDm And the sound of that 30 start to sound inspiringG When you pull up on them, I start firingAm Please don't judge us, they done killed our brothersAm F I went drop top Dawn on 'em, we do numbersDm G And when we get a chance to rain on 'em, we gon' flood 'em Fuck 'em, fuck 'em [Chorus]Am I told 'em, I'mma pray for 'emF All that drama I feel like I'm made forDm Catch a body, take it to the grave for meG And if they pop you off, you'll never change on me, noAm F Bag talk, put a bag on her, [[?]Dm [?]G Killed the niggas [?]Am Why you take it that far?F [?] everybody, you gotta understand, dogDm We the type to call the house and have a standoffG [?] [Verse 2]Am F We ain't never been loved, so we don't know how it feelDm G That's how you feel the fake shit, they don't know who was realAm F All my enemies, frenemies, I don't know who to killDm G I don't know who gon' keep it silent and know who gon' squealAm I can't tell no moreF I don't know who's [?]Dm G 'Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to that moneyAm F I seen niggas [?], watch while I"m hungryDm G Bitches changed for the fame, you gotta watch when they phonyAm F I don't know where I'm going, I need navigationDm G They came and [?] y'all niggas for they graduationAm F Spent some time on that [?] still ain't got no patienceDm G Gave my nigga 20 years, put him on vacationAm F Every time I'm in the hood, I be on some [?] shitDm G Stars all in the ceiling, feel like it's a spaceshipAm F In them streets, we still in there, niggas think we made itDm G They just killed my little cousin, wish I could've saved himAm F 'Member times out in Vegas when we did it majorDm G Niggas turned they back on us, I feel like they played usAm F I feel like they try to use us, I can't do no favorsDm G Gotta watch these niggas close 'cause they been catchin [?]
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