MCMXCII lyrics

Keepa meana
Demeanor/

Blame it on the El he hit
Like Missy misdemeanor/

Lifes a jungle n*gga You
Either zebra or cheetah/

Wins make friends foes
And foes say you a cheater/

f*ck bein a
People pleaser/

Kings die
Beheaded/

When glory on ya head
Ya Enemies head dreaded/

Indebted to the hot Headed
Now ya chest leaded/

b*tches sus too cuz they'll
Swear they never said it/
My n*gga don't you
Forget it/

n*ggas Weak
Willed/

Already jealous Just
Because I speak skilled/

Shootas willin to kill And
I ain't hit my peak still/

Involved all for the love
Of a Cheap thrill/

Call It a
Meek Mill/

Lines so deep It take
A moment to get them/

So Don't hate me hate the system
Put spics in slums to evict em/

n*ggas ain't had my Back
When I was against the wall/
But Betrayal makes it
Easy for me to reject calls/

Mothaf*cka/

Telephone effect:

f*ck all y'all n*ggas
Real talk mothaf*ck all y'all n*ggas

f*ck all y'all b*tches
Real talk mothaf*ck all y'all b*tches



No i in iPhone When
Everybody has it/

Steve did his job To turn ya consumer habit to addict/

So now When n*ggas get they feelings hurt they turn to faggots/

Cuz the apps and propaganda
Make you think you gotta have it/

Life of
A king/
Gets to the brink of
Respect over everything/

When you coming upThat's
When the ppl start to cling/

More family, and more Hoes
The reason the phone ring/

But wait till the
Angels to sing/

See once you at
The peak/

That's when the people choose
To lose the interest to speak/

And everybody who surrounded
You reveals theyre weak/

A bunch of yes men, you'll
Never Find what you seek/

Every ending
Looks bleek/

I can't f*ck
Witt n*ggas/

The only focused Mind
In a room fulla sinners/

But I'm a sinner too, weak
When the truth was delivered/

Cuz the one closest To you could
Be the one..

Witt his finga on the trigga n*gga/