Stitches - A Rapper Got Murdered (Meek Mill Diss) Lyrics
Levels to this shit I must have had a cheat code cause I went from hustling to bezels on my wrist
You stepped out of line and I think it's evident
Don't become another cold case and become the evidence
This don't deserve a response
This is the nail in the coffin
This that fuck you music that everybody gon rock with
Talking back to back, track to track Bitch I am M.I.A and that's a fact
Choke you with the same chains you claim you made
Hard to kill a ghost when Drake has dug your grave
Bitch you catch L's Odell You rapped and tell My vision is permanent like my tats and I won't fail
I'm Stitches whether you hate it or love it Just know that i'm here and if we ever cross paths i'ma make that shit clear
Stop playing tough cause you'll get it me and my shooters stay ready to double chaser at a party on the floor like I'm Fetty
My heart is colder than yetis and I got love for my city you disrespect my homeland and they say stitches go get em
Drake gave you the L well here is a capital 1 I ain't talking about the place you deposit a fund
I got mouths to feed and checks to sign you claimed that you from the streets Stop fucking lying
People really out here catching bodies Fucking robbing
You rap about the fantasy you wanted
Wins and losses, I done think you lost it Just counted 50 thousand now I'm exhausted
If I was Rozay, I would have dropped your bitch ass with no shame bringing bad talk to the whole gang This is where arrogance got you
You a stain, got washed up and they all forgot you
Scream louder, scream louder I can't hear you
Your circle must have diminished everybody familiar
I got Cuban links from Cuban links
The ones that will dump your body down on 6
Drag a pussy's body down to fifth
Until I hit Nikki Fool don't play with the kid
Meek you stepping into a war, I don't think you'll afford
Miami shooters snatch your shit and have you in an accord
Put my life on this shit How you claimed to be thugging
I built these houses with bricks The pigs I ain't discovered
You fake rapper Fugazy Always had rock like I'm Jay Z
Drug free but I smoke a pussy please don't play me
You came, you flopped, you fell off
You got a better chance writing a tell all where you tell all how you fell dawg The definition on meek
quiet, gentle, submissive took the same approach when I went and bodied your vision
Dumb mother fucker, look huh
Thought you was hot but the stove was off
Everybody waiting for a reply but you dozing off
Caught your tape, but you dream I turn it into a nightmare
I'ma be a goon till the day I grow a white hair
Fucking with the wrong city, you embarrassing Philly
A big body Rolls Royce for my hitters that's with me I don't take no for an answer I take what's mine, I'm strapped up with my nine and I'm creeping up behind...
Plddd, plddd, Murder... A nigger got murdered
50 thousand dollars For you to get murdered
I'm a gangsta forever, I pull up wherever I pull up with an AK
Or I could put the .45 in your eye To make sure a nigga never see straight
Plubbb, plubbbb, murder... A rapper got murdered
50 thousand dollars For you to get murdered
I'm a gangsta forever, I pull up wherever I pull up with an AK
Have you ever seen a dream chaser get chased?
Have you ever seen a dream chaser get chased?
Ain't no mother fucking way you can reply to this track homie
Yeah I been knocked out, Yeah I been set up, got jumped
Yeah I got my mother fucking ass eat like a cupcake mother fucker
But that still won't change the fact that you are a bitch
And if you ever see me homie you better run
Cuz I will shoot that gun for fun You little hoe ass mother fucker
Dick chasing ass mother fucker
Bitch ass hoe ass mother fucker
Your girl makes more money than you ass mother fucker
Hoe ass Rozay sucking dick ass mother fucker
Bitch mother fucker,
ha ha This gon make a, ha Drake want to sign me or some shit, ha ha OVO what up? Ha ha ha ha ha R.I.P to Weak Mill ha ha Pussy
I get my as eaten nigger, dirty African dick in the ass nigger.
pussy.