Meant II Be Songtext
von Morgan Heritage

Man I Remember being in my cell
Getting awakned by niggas fighting
Stressed out in this bitch cause ain′t nobody writing
I then rumbled in this bitch so many times i feel like tyson
Remembered getting released back with my niggas we united
Ballin in the mix probably ballin with your bitch
Felt Kinda good just to be ballin with my clique
Nobody worried bout Lil Snupe and all the shit I had to do
Man i had to get my Shit straight, straight up out the mixtapes
I could never change Always remain the same
So much pain I can't even write it spit it from the brain
This shit is insane finally in the game bit pussy niggas wanna be with just to get the fame
Finna get the millions stacking to the ceiling
Nigga u know I′m bout it and I'm ready and I'm willing I′m this industry
Niggas know im finna kill it, went from juvenile life to this shit this how I′m feeling
() No lights momma crying mane this shit was meant to be
Money ain't change a thing
Mane this shit was meant to be, Plenty years many tears couldn′t find a remedy
To busy clutching on that nine trying to blind the enemy
Couple years flew to Tennessee blowed up instantly
Gave back to the city same niggas tryna finish me
Pinching me rolling me being stolen up in the penitentiary
Same mug same thug When I i they try to finish me What
So much hate but they couldn't stop me turned the simple two hundred to a nine piece
Turned a clique house to a mansion this is real talk
In my living room same niggas that was in my clique house
Had a talk with good saying imma put u you on boy
He know imma ride for him like i do my home boys
Never change right or wrong this the truth long live Lil Snupe they track with Boosie Boo
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I remember jamming Boosie in the morning tryna find out what to do
Now when niggas get up in the morning they be jamming Snupe
I then seen so many niggas fall victim in my crew turned pussy t get on the stack just to lie about the truth
Knowing that ain′t how we came up
Bitch that ain't what an OG nigga trained us
Can′t even look you in your you eyes you then changed up
Paso call my fuckin phone so many times I had to hang up that niggas a stranger
Got my dog 15 years niggas you then hurt a nigga
You a square you could never be in my circle nigga
A fuckin rat I look at you as a Trey Songz type but we change your verses niggas
Tell me how the fuck can you snitch on your brother
Get him 15 long years gone from his mother
Man you fucked me up got me feeling like no other, cause we both from the gutter but now a niggas is fuck
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