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In God We Trust - Meek Mill
See most of y'all sucka a** niggas

Wouldn't last a week in my hood if you was broke

And wouldn't last a day if you had money
I seen grown men cry grown men die for the love of that money

In God we trust

My trigger finger itchin' Palms itchin' too
We back-to-back in ghosts playin' peek-a-boo
We went to war with Sosa over a brick or two
So for a hundred ki's think what my clique could do
I'm talkin' clappin' toasts bullets'll hit your roof
They hit his body he went in shock no Pikachu
Niggas ain't bout it they talkin' but really pick and choose
We on our second strike we ain't got sh*t to lose
All my niggas is felons all you niggas is tellin'
Sold your soul to them people they gon' get you to sell it
They gon' get you to move it they gon' get you a buick
They gon' get you a wire like niggas gon' use it
You gon' tell on your brothas what a lame homie
I got a bullet with your name on it and a full clip I autographed
Kids cryin' at the viewing I guess it was upset
We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas banana clips make a mess
I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold

I seen young niggas die because a young ni**a told
For the love of the money for the love of the money
For the love of the money love of the money
Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money
I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die cuz a real ni**a snitch

In God we trust

Lotta niggas act Tony-like
Told them deez everything you heard but that's your homie right
But he got killers lurkin' outside at your home tonight

They gon' hit the crib and kill the kids oh that's Kony right
Oh that's Kony-like everybody bleed
Cuz he come out in 2060 Christmas Eve
First time he went to prison he ain't get to leave
Feds takin' pictures niggas is rats you should say cheese
Once a local dude sh*t the fire now
Never ever spit a rap but he got bars now
I'm talkin fed time yard up yard down
Baby mama can't pay the bills sh*t is hard now

How that make you feel you should pay them bills
MA spittin in them trays when they make yo' meal

Niggas shittin' out them packs just to take them pills
And his baby mama brought em in boy this sh*t is real
Niggas turn to M****m niggas turn to Christian
They gave him life he try'n appeal it got him on a mission
His homies ain't learn they still in the kitchen
They firin' b******t that coka ain't swimmin'
It's coming up short no food on the fork
Niggas is catchin' cases niggas is goin' to court
He done slaved in the field you the one on the porch
With the gun in your hand try and run with the man
We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas banana clips make a mess
I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold
I seen young niggas die because a young ni**a told
For the love of the money for the love of the money
For the love of the money love of the money
Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money
I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die cuz a real ni**a snitch
In God we trust
Hey look I'ma tell you like this

If you in school ni**a stay in school
If you got a job ni**a stay at work
If you a family man stay with your muhf**kin' family ni**a

Cuz this sh*t ain't meant for everybody dawg
Everybody talk that sh*t until they get caught up in some real sh*t
And then they start talkin' that sh*t
We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas banana clips make a mess
I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold
I seen young niggas die because a young ni**a told
For the love of the money for the love of the money
For the love of the money love of the money
Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money

I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die cuz a real ni**a snitch
In God we trust