Singer: Meek Mill
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Song: God Did
Meek Mill - God Did Subtitles (vtt) (03:16-196-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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I don't even know why these
niggas even be tryna count
me (Brr, brr, brr)
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I'm too unpredictable,
haha, shit too easy
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When the teacher asked me who
had raised me, said, "Them
streets did" (The streets)
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They underrated me, never paid me, but
them streets did (Them streets)
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Who brought the billionaires
to the hood? Gon' tell you
Meek did (That's me)
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Who bringin' real niggas home
for good? Gon' tell you
Meek is (Know that)
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Yeah, that's 'cause my mama
taught me diffеrent
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I got people prayin' for
mе from all religions
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Never turned my back on Jigga, and
every time he talk, I listen
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But I got so much murder on my mind
that it be hard to listen
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Billionaires on all my vision
(Billi'), PTSD startin'
to kick in (Really)
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It was a blessin', I invested,
my tats is out the kitchen
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Told my niggas how to catch it, flipped
and gave 'em opposition
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Still be out in Philly, where they drillin',
and I'll call them niggas
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'Cause I come from the dark side,
I don't make it, cops gon'
slaughter niggas (They will)
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Now I gotta feed my family, bring my
sons and all our daughters with us
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I don't even need no Grammy, I'll
put a check printer on the
corner with us (On the what?)
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My first song I ever dropped,
I'm still performin'
nigga (Shit I dropped)
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On the tenth year, Banshee, Fifth
Ave', I'm in fifth gear
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Bitch bad, ask for twenty racks,
I'm like, "Bitch, where?"
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You the type get around them rich
folks, start to get weird
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I'm the type get around them
rich folks, I'm tryna
split chairs (Split em)
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I'm so sincere, I do not
live in fear (I can't)
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Give me a Glickie with a switchie
and we in there (We out)
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It cost twelve-fifty to hit your
city, I had it lit there
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I was fuckin' with the street
niggas, I had hit the baddest
bitch there (Facts)
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And I'm humble when I meet niggas,
I don't ever lie, 'cause
I've been there (Facts)
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Killed my homie at seventeen,
I don't ever lack, I know
ain't shit fair (Facts)
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I was down bad, I had to sit there
(Sit back), and just wait it out
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Nobody in my hood ain't go this
far, I had to pay this out
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You pussies really think I came this
far to let y'all hit me out?
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I'm slidin' through the trenches,
bulletproof car, they
can't even take me out
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Woah, sittin' at the bank,
like I was stakin' out
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Teller think I'm trippin', I need ten
milli' cash, tryna take it out
right now, miss (Right now, miss)
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AP sittin' pretty on my brown
wrist (My brown wrist)
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Okay, pray my fam' forgive me,
I had lost it and found
it, I lost it and found it
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Once I seen it, got around,
they counted me out, but
they miscounted, king
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They counted us out, I
start findin' about
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Bitches slime in the South, niggas
lyin' about, mmm (Facts)
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Like, what you slidin' about?
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Don't stand for nothin' then
what you dyin' about
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Just seen my man died on the Gram,
like, what is you cryin' about?
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Why get this famous when you know
that MJ died in his house?
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Off them yerkys, I ain't perfect,
but I ain't let nobody hurt me
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And I'm from Philly, I do the servin',
no, I ain't let nobody serve me
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You wanna cook somethin'?
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