Meek Mill — Five Fingers of Death Freestyle

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] You ain't living how I live sucka That's why I flex on niggas they never did love us I'm putting checks on niggas even my kid's mother And you ain't real if you gon' let them kids suffer Niggas killed your cousin and you ain't did nothing Expect run to the cops and tell them pigs something Thirty two in my Glock I'm trying to bend something I could murder these niggas like I'mma win something But they don't make war for that There's friends with double edge knives putting swords to back Velour is black, Balenciagas on I'm strapped I put my dawgs onto money and on the map You want to see me extending my hand that boy's a rat And I don't party in them clubs where informants at Cause they watching, and the listening And they plotting with they people they whispering [Verse 2: Meek Mill] It don't get no realer Sixteen with a body he a killer Running around with a stick like Donatello Man these niggas out to murder for that chedder I'mma tryna tell ya niggas scheme for that green paper Hommies killing hommies over fiend paper Hommies killing hommies over leaned paper [Verse 3: Meek Mill] There should be the real nigga Grammys Where we buy Rollies and treat them like trophies You'll never understand me You ain't come where I come from Niggas on Xannies, mommy on crack how we going to feed the family Might as well start selling it, everybody inhaling it Young, black, and intelligent what they should have been telling us But they was locking us in a cell with a stranger for them to raise us and wonder why we rebellious Niggas going through pain I was missing from school cause I was going through things Now I'm getting this money feel like I'm going through change Niggas driving me crazy they threw it all for the fame [Verse 4: Meek Mill] Money ain't the root of all evil its attention now Knocking down schools in my city to bring a prison 'round They killed Chinx Drugz in his own city They killed Lil Snupe in his own city Wonder why I don't be in my own city I don't know if niggas gone clap for me or going to kill me Still living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage All these guns and automatics Still gonna murder these niggas that want to have it Before they have me miss my son’s football practice Fuck y’all niggas that killed Lil Snupe And when we run into y’all niggas we gone kill y’all too I still pray every young nigga feel that coupe Cause young niggas feel like me, I feel like you Fifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas I’m ready [Verse 5: Meek Mill] In the middle of the summer In the middle of the summer In the middle of the summer Summertime nights out and we bring them bikes out You could turn the lights out cause we got all this ice out We up in here serious going crazy Young boys getting to the [?] Looking at the media they say I got a baby On the way by Nicki I'm thinking the media crazy Young nigga getting to the money Dreams Worth More Than Money it ain't funny Started from the bottom I remember I ain't have a dollar I bought my first Impala Then I bought a Rolls Royce cause I came up from the bottom they ain't give me no choice Judge gave me five months in jail, felt like I was in Hell Twenty three I was in the cell [Verse 6: Meek Mill] Sorry your honor if I was too arrogant, that money was staggering They locked me PC with them trannies and rat, man that shit was embarrassing Twenty three hours in the cell by myself, man you couldn't imagine it They fed me some shit I wouldn't feed to my dog, man that shit was the nastiest Can you imagine me losing my mind Doing push ups 52 at a time Do the whole deck just to get through the time Just to get back to my son and get back to my mom Cause Papi keep asking me where am I at I told him in jail and I said I'll be back He said when you back can you get me from school Shit like that there turn boy to a goon On to the graveyard its only one stop We live fast die from gun shots And in this lifestyle we sling dope, bust Glocks Why you think we say fuck cops Cause when they lock us up all the fun stop And when the ice cream truck come it wouldn't stop So for them little babies all the fun stops They turn to goons and we post on the corner like a bus stop Waiting on the state bus 'til the cuffs lock They put shackles on us like jewelry we say fuck rocks Cause all we ever wanted was to sell blocks To get a little real estate to sell blocks Until we got a little taste of cell blocks And try to turn to God when these cells lock Have mercy on me touch down catch a case trying to sell rock And we didn't want to believe that Hell's hot My mom told me you might as well stop Cause you can't ride your weight when the wells drop And your waters off and your bills due And your shit stank smell like mildew Cause you got wet all up and left there cause them little niggas done killed you [Verse 7: Meek Mill] In the kitchen like grandma Put these bitches on stand by When it come to getting this money fuck everything no playing time If you real nigga you can't mind Real niggas we can't die Christian Loubs on their period cause their soles blooded like a tampon I used to pray to God to get a brick nigga Prayed to God to be a rich nigga Prayed to God to get a brand new Rollie All flooded on my wrist nigga Timing is everything I love all my niggas and my family is loyal I'm buying them everything Put Papi through college and everything [Verse 8: Meek Mill] I go out of my way to go out of my way I give my momma a thousand a day Like Benihana's we chopping the weight Cause we get that work put the profit away How would you feel if you came up from nothing and one hundred mil just a comma away My youngins got youngins that got in the game Cause we was out trapping when doctor was Dre Rollie diamond the face Look how I bust down the band I might slide to your and stop in the A Hold up, look how I just took this bitch take her straight to the mall have her shopping away Hold up, what you want some red bottoms Balenciagas [?] Shit I'm about to get some head out her I have her twerking for a nigga that's cardio I could kill all these rappers on audio Video tape it and record it though I park my whip in the handicap, why is that, cause that bitch retarded though I could do the Bently or the Rolls call the audible Switch it up but I probably do the Rarri though Pick it up I forgot how that go [Verse 9: Meek Mill] None of you niggas put fear in my heart, we only fear going broke And none of you niggas put fear in my heart, we cut your head by the throat Never would hang with you suckers and rats, unless its a chair and a rope Come in my city we live like the Mafia, and bitch I'm the head to the boat Million dollar dreaming, really I was scheming Feeling like a [?] when I'm off the lean I said why you talking we don't back and forth with niggas I feel like I'm Venus Nigga I fill up arenas, get on my level Get on my level and maybe we hear all that shit that you talking I heard you say you running the city and seen you in traffic and niggas was walking