Sameolemeek (Explicit)

Composed by：Jordan Miller

The summer nights can even turn cold

In the streets of Philly where n***as don't even get to turn old

My heart pumping till it turn gold

You n***as stuck in neutral I'm ridin' like

"**** it it's a long road"

**** I'm the one I'm like the lost soul

In the middle of heaven and hell

See n***a only God knows

When your time gon' come

And your eyes roll straight to the back

Now you seeing all black

That MAC go lean and that nine go crack

This that murder murder music to rewind you back

Put that Ruger all up to you watch your mind go splat

All over the wall n***a all over that raw

It's the same ol' Meek still the same OG

Got that crack music listen let your brain OD

I be playing low key

Me and one of my n***as

Riding through the city plotting on some of the n***as

That be thinking they gon' get me

I'ma run to you n***as

And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of n***as

G'yeah monster sitting like a mobster

Revolver on my lap barrel full of Black Talons

I lick it at your squadron

Roll up like "Hold up"

Start spitting while I'm driving

Peel off then roll up you n***as better slow up

Before you bang the **** out

I aim let it flame blow your brains all the **** out

All over your shirt since a youngin' I was buck wild

All up in the dirt ma screaming "Get the **** out"

North where I was raised at South Philly I played that

Wherever I'm around I hold it down like a wave cap

Yeah my n***as stay strapped

Blaze and I'ma blaze back

All over that yolk get your ************* egg cracked

North side of Berks Streeta and Southside of Eight Balla

Posted by the green gate cops come we scrape on 'em

N***as dropping tapes on 'em

Tryna get us locked down

Snitchin' to the district

That's enough to get ya chopped down

That nine parabellum **** around and get a n***a momma cerebellum

They ain't riding man they tellin'

I be sliding with a seven all titanium

Big boy sound jump around when I'm flamin' him

Me I play my role gettin' h*es like I'm Chamberlain

Same one you kissed same one that give me cranium

Every time I touch a gun all I hear is "Damien"

Tryna pipe me up to rock a n***a like-

Start that beat over playa