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God Did Lyrics

[Intro]
I don't even know why these niggas even be tryna count me (Brr, brr, brr)
I'm too unpredictable, haha, shit too easy
Yeah

[Verse]
When the teacher asked me who had raised me, said, "Them streets did" (The streets)
They underrated me, never paid me, but them streets did (Them streets)
Who brought the billionaires to the hood? Gon' tell you Meek did (That's me)
Who bringin' real niggas home for good? Gon' tell you Meek is (Know that)
Yeah, that's 'cause my mama taught me diffеrent
I got people prayin' for mе from all religions
Never turned my back on Jigga, and every time he talk, I listen
But I got so much murder on my mind that it be hard to listen
Billionaires on all my vision (Billi'), PTSD startin' to kick in (Really)
It was a blessin', I invested, my tats is out the kitchen
Told my niggas how to catch it, flipped and gave 'em opposition
Still be out in Philly, where they drillin', and I'll call them niggas
'Cause I come from the dark side, I don't make it, cops gon' slaughter niggas (They will)
Now I gotta feed my family, bring my sons and all our daughters with us
I don't even need no Grammy, I'll put a check printer on the corner with us (On the what?)
My first song I ever dropped, I'm still performin' nigga (Shit I dropped)
On the tenth year, Benji, Fifth Ave', I'm in fifth gear
Bitch bad, ask for twenty racks, I'm like, "Bitch, where?"
You the type get around them rich folks, start to get weird
I'm the type get around them rich folks, I'm tryna split chairs (Split em)
I'm so sincere, I do not live in fear (I can't)
Give me a Glickie with a switchie and we in there (We out)
It cost twelve-fifty to hit your city, I had it lit there
I was f*ckin' with the street niggas, I had hit the baddest bitch there (Facts)
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)
I was down bad, I had to sit there (Sit back), and just wait it out
Nobody in my hood ain't go this far, I had to pay this out
You pussies really think I came this far to let y'all hit me out?
I'm slidin' through the trenches, bulletproof car, they can't even take me out

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