Meek Mill - Ice Cream (Freestyle) lyrics

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Meek Mill - Ice Cream (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse] The revolution shall be televised This year is all about us so f** the other side Got to get kilt on camera for us to come alive Well sh** we dead already from all this homicide In my cell hanging from a rope When you get less time for rape than for selling dope When you get the same time for dope then you do a murder Innocent until guilty, guilty the verdict Before you even started they hardly know we ain't notice Cause we was going to war with ourselves over that c**a They was trying to hurt us locked us so far in the mountains could get no service And our families couldn't service us ah Fighting a silent war with a silencer Like racing a Lamborghini with a Challenger And the feds gon' follow us label us as terrorist and then they try to bottle us And we turn to the media to lie to us Nobody really speaking on them court rooms that bodies us Labeled us as hooligans we trapping and we moving it Kids barely eating at that table with that tuna fish Breakfast and lunch time momma ordered the noodle dish Dinner time I was on the corner me and Lucifer Who you supposed to call when the cops the ones shooting , nobody Talked to the Shumurders and I told them to keep their head up And when you touch down stay focused and get your bread up And when you getting to it the people getting fed up They building brand new jails for us don't make the bed up You the head dog and beware Serving n***as ain't good for you don't bring them near I'm young black and I'm getting money my swag serious America's worst nightmare and what they scared of Fresh back home they had to sit me down Come back home they talking Nicki now I spit like a drummer that hold fifty rounds And for my walk-throughs it cost sixty pounds Of sour D, Hollywood I should be But that hood sh** bring the hood out of me I be on the gram like I hit the lottery Buying every car every house I see trying to be A gangster I was trying to be a king You was trying to score a point I was trying to get a ring Couple n***as got happy heard I was in the bing 'Til I let me out my cell I jumped right up in that thing Balenciaga red interior they inferior I made a couple milly in jail I'm dead serious Monkey a** hoes like George and they curious Flow so wavy man I should've been an Aquarius I'm talking to Hov on a jail call Get so many letters that they thinking its mail fraud When I fell onto money they said that I fell off We got like six mansion twelve lofts Three condos and the apartments hell naw Just all penthouses n***a I've been 'bout it Gets in gets out it like its a robbery Came up from the bottom it ain't no stopping me

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