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Meswak Video (MV)




Performed By: WHOISSUPA
Language: English
Length: 1:20
Written by: Rafeeq Beck




WHOISSUPA - Meswak Lyrics
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Spent a half a bow on a jacket I'm barely matching
Opps move fast like a train, I'm tryna catch em
Hit his block, went back again, I need seconds
Head tap but he survived, that boy blessed
200 shots, keep sliding till nun left
Ride around the city, my hand wrapped with a belt
Them niggas tried to take me out the game and they failed
I was 17, got my first ying through the mail
I was 23, lost 20 G's, didn't care
When it wasn't clean, had to put the feins in a prayer
I can't even dream, I keep hearing screams in my head
Yea
In Milwaukee, ducking bullets, serving action
Mm, In Miami, contemplating coming back
Yea, if you see me lose control, don't grab me
When the cameras on or off, I ain't acting
One way to God, boy you thought you caught us lacking
Made my Mama proud cuz' her son still standing
Still don't give a f*ck if you don't understand me
Wreck and buy another one they thought that I was scamming
Nah, Nah
I got cash
Spent a half a bow on a jacket I'm barely matching
Opps move fast like a train, I'm tryna catch em
Hit his block, went back again, I need seconds
A nickel bag get sold in the park, I want in
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Spent a half a bow on a jacket I'm barely matching
Opps move fast like a train, I'm tryna catch em
Hit his block, went back again, I need seconds
Head tap but he survived, that boy blessed
200 shots, keep sliding till nun left
Ride around the city, my hand wrapped with a belt
Them niggas tried to take me out the game and they failed
I was 17, got my first ying through the mail
I was 23, lost 20 G's, didn't care
When it wasn't clean, had to put the feins in a prayer
I can't even dream, I keep hearing screams in my head
Yea
In Milwaukee, ducking bullets, serving action
Mm, In Miami, contemplating coming back
Yea, if you see me lose control, don't grab me
When the cameras on or off, I ain't acting
One way to God, boy you thought you caught us lacking
Made my Mama proud cuz' her son still standing
Still don't give a f*ck if you don't understand me
Wreck and buy another one they thought that I was scamming
Nah, Nah
I got cash
Spent a half a bow on a jacket I'm barely matching
Opps move fast like a train, I'm tryna catch em
Hit his block, went back again, I need seconds
A nickel bag get sold in the park, I want in
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Writer: Rafeeq Beck
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