Meek Mill - Lemon Pepper Freestyle (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - Lemon Pepper Freestyle (en) Lyrics
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Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin'
To get you under my pressure
I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin'
What's up? Cuz (To get you
under my pressure)
Let me pop my shit
I can't cry to get no ho back,
I can't get my bro back
Knowin' he died about some shit
that we did way before rap
Shit, I survived and made it out
and I don't wanna go back
So if you really beat them streets, my
nigga, then you should know that
I ain't forgettin' where I come
from, but I'ma alert that
It's kill or be killed, if
they don't kill you, you
gon' have to smoke that
In eighth grade, I had a .40,
had to learn to work that
Had to learn to tuck that,
metal detector, fuck that
We shootin' dice in the bathroom,
shoot you out your
shoes and lunch pass
We're the ones who would've robbed
you, anywhere, you chump ass
She fell in love with a gangsta,
say I make her cum fast
I fuck her from the back slow and
hit her from the front fast
And now I'm rich, these niggas
sick, I'm makin' everyone mad
When I was broke, I'm like, "Where
was everyone at?" I'm fuckin' up
When I was out there on that
corner, tryna sell a O
Timberlands freezin' in that
fuckin' snow, I'm 1-O
Real trapper, grindin' all night,
I ain't goin' to sleep
Seen niggas get it, lose it
all, just in quarantine
POA checks runnin' low,
niggas doin' things
Buy a tracker for your Trackhawk and
they tryna put 'em on things
'Member I was trappin', I was strapped
and had like four fiends
Niggas wanted Chevy, I was young,
but I had Porsche dreams
Try to tell my youngins, "Stack this
dough, don't buy no more jeans"
And never post his gun when he
be postin', but he on lean
And fuck, I'ma really tell him when
I was stuck in since like fourteen
He said he into drillin' shit and
he ain't got no more dreams
I set him on this million shit,
made twenty of 'em, quarantine
And I'ma run this shit back for
the whole team, for real
And as the marathon continue,
we put niggas on the menu that
ain't into what we into
Red beam all on his face, I'm
tryna see if niggas Hindu when
we aimin' at your headtop
I'm doin' good, I got Reform,
I know I'm drawn, but I could
still get your man rocked
I can't beef with niggas, I'm
too busy in this lamb chop
And I only move with niggas that I
with grew up with from sandbox
And niggas know I'm big dog,
no Sandlot, for real
Ha (Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin')
2021, nigga (To get you under)
Survival of the fittest
I meant for survival of the littest, nigga (My
pressure), you already know how we comin'
(I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin')
The biggest stepper, ha
Meek Milly in this bitch (To
get you under my pressure)
I want everything on
the plate, fuck you
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