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Lyrics of bag talk by Meek Mill Lyrics
I can hear it in your voice you wasn’t never in this s**t n***a
We still at war

[Verse 1]
Young n****s toting Glocks
Selling dope, popping wheelies
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
We was grinding, they was hating
Perfect time to get this money, I was patient
We was Gucci, they was snaking
Only one to keep it real when they was faking
Ain’t a n***a ’round me I ain’t give a hundred bands to
Never (?), Im not about them b*****s that we ran through
When you get the money like I got it the can’t stand you
F**k ’em, we at war with the system, in the streets
Bulletproof I’m in the trenches, n****s said that I got beef
I can’t really trust these n****s ’bout this cash, and I can’t sleep
And my homie lined my other homie up, ’cause he a creep
Show no love for this p***y a*s n***a, it get deep
For the love of that Benji, we spilling blood in them streets
And I know why they hate me, it ain’t no love in these streets
He was hearing (?), it was cheap
He was sellin us that (?), (?) Reebok
D**n, thought you was all here, found out that we not
(?) for three blocks
Turn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a (?)
It’s a dog-eat-dog enviornment
Young n****s killing, all the old heads retiring
And the sound of that 30 start to sound inspiring
When you pull up on them, I start firing
Please don’t judge us, they done killed our brothers
I went drop top (?) on ’em, we do numbers
And when we get a chance to rain on ’em, we gon’ flood ’em
F**k ’em, f**k ’em

I told ’em, I’mma pray for ’em
All that drama I feel like I’m made for
Catch a body, take it to the grave for me
And if they pop you off, you’ll never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, (?)
Killed the n****s (?)
Why you take it that far?
(?) everybody, you gotta understand, dog
We the type to call the house and have a standoff

[Verse 2]
We ain’t never been loved, so we don’t know how it feel
That’s how you feel the fake s**t, they don’t know who was real
All my enemies, frenemies, I don’t know who to kill
I don’t know who gon’ keep it silent and know who gon’ squeal
I can’t tell no more
I don’t know who’s (?)
‘Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to that money
I seen n****s (?), watch while I’m hungry
B*****s changed for the fame, you gotta watch when they phony
I don’t know where I’m going, I need navigation
They came and (?) y’all n****s for they graduation
Spent some time on that (?) still ain’t got no patience
Gave my n***a 20 years, put him on vacation
Every time I’m in the hood, I be on some (?) s**t
Stars all in the ceiling, feel like it’s a spaceship
In them streets, we still in there, n****s think we made it
They just killed my little cousin, wish I could’ve saved him
‘Member times out in Vegas when we did it major
N****s turned they back on us, I feel like they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I can’t do no favors
Gotta watch these n****s close ’cause they been catchin (?)

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