Meek Mill - Ricky lyrics

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Meek Mill - Ricky lyrics

How many of y'all n***as wanna go against me? We k** all you mothaf**in' haters You know how long it took me to get here and y'all n***as still talkin'? R.I.P. to Lil Snupe You wanna see a dead body, come roll with Ricky My wrist and neck cost a Bugatti, I'm smokin' sticky They think I'm in Illuminati, thought that was silly sh**, all them years that I was starvin', and now I'm filthy I wanna see my haters dead, talkin' bloody murder Cause when it's beef I give 'em bread and make a f**ing burger And everytime I hear 'em shootin', I get f**ing nervous We put them ghosts back to back, it look like f**ing hearses k**ing n***as, k** them all, funeral stickers Lord please forgive them they not know what I do to these n***as Be with pirañas in the water to chew through these n***as They k**ed my homie we came back and hit two of them n***as Lord, please forgive them they not know Lord, please forgive them they not know Lord, please forgive them they not know And when we hit them let their souls The devil coming and I seen it We fear Allah only I mean it And Inshallah my soul the cleanest Committed sins and I redeemed it Lord please forgive them they not know (we let 'em go if they not know) Lord please forgive them they not know (we let 'em go if they not know) Lord please forgive them they not know (we let 'em go if they not know) And when we hit them bless they souls (lord) Look in my eyes, what do you see? Heart of a k**er I pull up they looking surprised what could it be? Is it the money, the hoes, I'm feeling the vibe, I'm still in the streets And shoutout to n***as that's still on my side cause n***as capeesh So it's any means necessary, no love not in February They gave my dawg life so he come home like a Nevuary Was never scary I hit the lights and say Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Lately I been lurking where the reaper creeping we been creeping Hit a n***a 20 times, leave him sleeping, see him leaking, we the reason He was fresh to d**h like it was Easter weekend Mama selling dinner platters when that boy got hit with ladders No insurance, no informants, close the case Open casket I'm like how they closed his face And I got cake and I can't lie I cannot wait to stop back by and set y'all straight

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