Meant To Be

Album: yet to be titled (2021)
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  • (Stay Flee Get Lizzy
    Stay Flee Get Lizzy)
    (You're so lazy)

    I live in her head for free (free)
    And she still gives head to me (to me)
    Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
    It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap (the low)
    This money was meant for me (for me)
    I guess it was meant to be
    I'm sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money
    That you wasn't meant to see
    It's meant to be what it's meant to be
    On two fours like Xmas eve
    Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
    Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
    I left out the door with like ten badeens
    Fred got more on the way from Kway
    So I'm traveling West from N-15
    Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams

    Bad bitch from the West Indies
    My left on freeze, yes indeed (indeed)
    Yeah, me and my brothers are bad (bad)
    Don't run, get one in your back (back)
    That's a rocket, we come with the wap
    I get my pocket and stuff it with racks
    I roll up the weed then stuff in the pack
    She rolls up her jeans then stuffs in the back
    They don't trust me, I ain't trustin' them back (nope)
    Bust it at us and we're bustin' it back (blam)
    All of my niggas are bussin' the pack
    R.I.P. Billy and Muscle, and that
    Used to go OT, hustle the pack
    If I see feds then I'm shufflin' back
    He lost his girl, don't know what to do
    'Round me, you man should watch your boo
    Man can't tell me they lost my food
    Like everything cool, that's not the mood (that's not the mood)
    These bricks get chopped in two (two)
    These shotty's get chopped and used
    Tell me, what's to prove
    I done a lot, still lots to do
    She asked me why I take risks with a lot to lose
    That's how a mobster moves

    I live in her head for free (free)
    And she still gives head to me (to me)
    Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
    It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap (the low)
    This money was meant for me (for me)
    I guess it was meant to be
    I'm sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money
    That you wasn't meant to see
    It's meant to be what it's meant to be
    On two fours like Xmas eve
    Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
    Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
    I left out the door with like ten badeens
    Fred got more on the way from Kway
    So I'm traveling West from N-15
    Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams

    Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams
    I don't sell drugs no more, my bro
    But I still say, "Yo", to the well known fiend (yo)
    I'm high profile but my girl lowkey
    She swing both ways, LGBT
    LMAO, I'm D-E-A-D (I'm dead)
    You can come against me, my G, feel free
    But that wouldn't be good for your self-esteem
    Put man in their place, now he don't wanna chat no more
    Nah, he don't wanna rap no more
    Talk is cheap, that's all he can afford
    These sweets are raw, expensive corn
    Bando settings, reception's poor
    In the crackhead's kitchen, extension cord
    All I need is a charger, less is more
    Got a nank, cah prevention is better than cure
    Been all over the country, I never done tours
    I fuck with hoes but I never love whores
    Diamonds not from Sierra Leone
    These two fits cost me a pair of Diors
    He was up there but he ain't there any more
    Snakes around, I'm aware of them all
    I'm a man of my own, I don't care who you call (haha, gang)

    I live in her head for free (free)
    And she still gives head to me (to me)
    Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
    It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap (the low)
    This money was meant for me (for me)
    I guess it was meant to be
    I'm sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money
    That you wasn't meant to see
    It's meant to be what it's meant to be
    On two fours like Xmas eve
    Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
    Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
    I left out the door with like ten badeens
    Fred got more on the way from Kway
    So I'm traveling West from N-15
    Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams

    (Stay Flee Get Lizzy
    Stay Flee Get Lizzy) Writer/s: Oakley Caesar-Su, Marvin William Bailey
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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