Meek Mill Lyrics, Y’all Don’t Hear Me Lyrics
Meek Mill Lyrics, Y’all Don’t Hear Me Lyrics

Meek Mill Lyrics, Y’all Don’t Hear Me Lyrics

Y’all Don’t Hear Me – Meek Mill

Yeah, Philly in this b_tch!
Loso waddup?

[Meek Mill:]
Check me,
I from the city where the skinny n_ggas ride
Where a Semi.45 would make the biggest n_ggas fold up, roll up
I done seen the realest n_ggas froze up
When that Mack squeezing hollows leave your back
Leaking that, act decent if you want to, everytime I come through,
Everybody whispering, talking what gon do
Hundred grand in straight cash
Make me put it on you and have your own homies tryna swarm you
I’m sworn to riding with this Glock.40
And I got it on, too
They tell me to put it down
But they don’t know what I’m going through
N_ggas playing checkers and it’s chess
So what’s a pawn to a king that got his money right?
You n_ggas on a hunger strike
When I was dead-broke, man, I used to grind a hundred a nights
A hundred day, selling white, I tell you it ain’t nothing nice
I be going so hard, man I don’t see my son at night
Baby mama b_tching, I’m just trying to get my young’un right
Started with a dollar to a half a ticket
And I just signed my deal today
For all you rapping n_ggas. Money ain’t a joke
You see me laughing n_ggas?
All my goonies they ain’t talking, they just clapping n_ggas
You gonna think my dogg a roofer, brought a ladder with him
My other homie a mechanic, got his ratchet with him
And they shooting for real, they shooting to kill
I got some homies up state, they doing the wheel
I remember n_ggas shooting for dear life
30 years on us, cops pull with the red lights
We riding with them hammers
Know a couple young’uns that died before their grandma
I’m not trying to play with hammers
A lot of n_ggas fronted back when I was in the slammer
But now I got that paper in and I be going bananas
Like Tony Montana, Nino and the Carter got me leaning even harder
With this Nina in my cargoes
I can’t meet ’em any farther
If the n_ggas want the work
Tell ’em meet me out North, 20-something in Berks
Used to be with 50 n_ggas, 20 of ’em got murked
20 done turned p_ssy, the other 10 put in work
Yeah! I’m screaming “this is the life”
If you ain’t hooping then you whipping the white
They even hitting the pipe
I talked to ’em try to give them advice
N_ggas get left, they wasn’t living too right…
Yea! N_ggas get left, they wasn’t living too right

Y’all don’t really hear me tho…