Lyrics Livin Wild – Meek Mill
Gangster Rap has become incredibly popular and profitable
By selling lyrics about black-on-black violence
It’s not actually a form of music
Hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism
This is how bad the country, we’re talking about lyrics
Uh, Free Slime, Free Wunna,
Free the whole YSL, Free Duke
Free all my dogs from my block
Free all the soldiers who locked down
Yeah, uh
I came from the dirt, n**ga
Then I rose without a stain on my shirt
Richard Millie, rose gold, Plain Jane, what it’s worth
Rest in peace to all my dawgs, I let ’em hang from my shirt
Wrap the diamonds, it’s more than rap and rhymin’, swear to God
It’s like livin’ in your dreams, while you flyin’ a G5
On the way to perform a song that it ain’t even take three times
To record, sometimes I be gettin’ scared, God, is you sure
You gon’ bless me like this I’m upstate and I’m rich
You gon’ test me like this, But it be lessons like this
To clear my vision, make me see the ones that left me like this
They say that hatin’ s**t a disease
And n**gas been catchin’ that s**t
I know them vibes
You around, I feel your energy, I know them eyes
I won’t trust as you, far as I can know, you know you slime
Kiss my mama on her forehead ‘fore we ride
‘Cause when we go to war, we know somebody gon’ die
Mamas gon’ cry, kids gon’ grief
God gon’ judge, men gon’ bleed
Got forty-nine million, I need like ten more Gs
To be at fifty-mill’ with ease
I’m on my way to see a hundred tickets
Dreamchaser and I’m runnin’ with it
They hatin’ on us, we like f**k them n**gas
‘Cause we too busy goin’ up on n**gas
And be for real, I never trust them n**gas
Far as I can throw ’em, I’m like, far as I can show ’em
They got YSL on lock, I’m tryna call and .. ’em
Plus my dawg doin’ life out, he ain’t do all of that for him
Can’t be screamin’ off them pills in my hand, handlin’ the pills
Had my family in the sticks and got sued, payin’ all the bills
They say I’m livin’ the life too wild, I got a handle on the whip
Say I should chill, y’all slow down, but I start speedin’ up
When I slow down, n**gas start actin’ like they was keepin’ up
You f**k with YSL, send ’em out, ’cause that’ll keep ’em up
And in your worst time, know always hold your peoples up, for real
Yeah, free YSL
Free all my dawgs
Free YSL
Free all my dawgs…
➤ Written by Meek Mill, Turbo & Hey McNab
Album: Flamerz 5
Produced by Turbo & Hey McNab
Meek Mill | 2022
