Lord Knows (feat. Tory Lanez)

Meek Mill

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    All I wanted was a new Mercedes
    Bending off the corner whipping out the lot, I got it
    Women love me but the niggas hate it
    But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
    Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows

    Uh, Lord knows I'm filthy rich
    All this ice is like 50 bricks
    Rap niggas throwing hissy fits
    I give my bitch a stack just for a Christmas gift
    And my bitch so bad, she on my Christmas list
    'Member I prayed, really I wished for this
    To get the crib with the maid and with the picket fence
    I'm with some niggas that mad, we taking risks for this
    I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist
    Lord knows that I repent for this
    But Lord knows if I get penned for this
    I prolly won't get home until I'm 56
    They say I'm the Messiah, you rappers is liars
    I sign up at church just to rap at the choir
    To spit my new verse at your wake while you're lying
    The middle of the church have you wake, no I'm lying
    I just came from jail, ain't do no crying
    They put me through hell, sharpened my iron
    I did my push-ups and I roared with the lions
    Like hold up, from balling I'm tired
    I'm back in this bitch and I'm back on my shit
    Man they tell me be humble, I'm cocky as hell
    Shout out my bitches that answered my calls
    When I called you collect cause it got me through hell
    Shout out that judge that denied me my bail
    It made me smarter and made me go harder
    They locked me up and slowed my album up
    But I did not give up cause I knew I would prevail
    Came in the game, Philly as shit
    Look at these rappers, they silly as shit
    I do not know why they be gassing these suckers
    But fuck 'em cause I am not feeling their shit
    Difference between me and most of these rappers
    I'm talking about work that I really put in
    Talking about pistols I put on my hip
    And I'm talking about foreigns I really could whip
    That I really done drove
    Really was froze in my hood and these bitches I really did hit
    Really was chose, came up from nothing
    And now they like, "How he made millions so quick?"
    I'm in the back and it feel like a sofa
    I done seen bitches I'm fuckin' on Oprah
    In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa
    A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca, no way

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    All I wanted was a new Mercedes
    Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
    Women love me but the niggas hate it
    But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
    Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows

    Uh, niggas can't see me with binoculars on
    Back of the Maybach, shottas on
    And all my niggas keep choppers on
    Don't reach round me, that's a chopper zone
    Every time you be on count, what the topic on?
    250 thou what I dropped it on
    See y'all think it's a game 'til FOX be on
    CNN, momma picking out boxes for 'em
    I want everything, got my own boxers on
    Own headphones to get my popping on
    I got my own Pumas that I designed 'em for 'em
    Stick and moving on these niggas, get my boxing on
    All I ever hear from niggas is what they prolly doing
    But they be really talkin' 'bout what I be doing
    All black Rottweiler, that Givenchy on
    Drop top Rolls Royce but the top is on
    And the windows down like see y'all later
    Mirror tint on that bitch so you could see y'all hating
    Champagne cork pop like we all made it
    Ya'll looking from the sideline we all hate it
    Money don't make it real
    Don't give a fuck if its 80 mil, pussy
    And just cause you got a Bentley
    That Bentley won't make you thorough, pussy
    Still hating me from my city
    I'm thinking is they for real, pussies
    Cause all I got to say is kill
    They'll come in like Navy Seals
    That's word to my momma, I promise I ain't doing no block
    And we shoot at you robbers and kill all you fuck niggas talking
    Lately I've been on this money
    Don't run it back up just to come and put you in a coffin
    I heard you said you was running this city
    I seen you in traffic and you was just walking
    Niggas be popping that shit like they with it
    When niggas start hitting all you did was talk it, you pussy

    All I wanted was a new Mercedes
    Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
    Women love me but the niggas hate it
    But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
    Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
    Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows

    Song details

    Composition: Daniel Gonzalez Gonzalez, Meek Mill, and Tory Lanez

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