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Meek Mill – Bag Talk chords
[Intro: Meek Mill]Am Am FI can hear it in your voice you wasn't never in this shit niggaDm GWe still at war[Verse 1: Meek Mill]AmYoung niggas totin' GlocksSellin' dope, poppin' wheeliesF Dm GWhen the feds came through, they scooped the whole South PhillyAm F Dm GWhen the feds came through, they scooped the whole South PhillyAm FWe was grinding, they was hatingDm GPerfect time to get this money, I was patientAm FWe was Gucci, they was snakingDm GOnly one to keep it real when they was fakingAm FAin't a nigga 'round me I ain't give a hundred bands toDm GNever [?], Im not about them bitches that we ran throughAm FWhen you get the money like I got it the can't stand youDm Am FFuck 'em, we at war with the system, in the streetsDm GBulletproof I'm in the trenches, niggas said that I got beefAmI can't really trust these niggas 'bout this cash, and I can't sleepDm GAnd my homie lined my other homie up, 'cause he a creepAm FShow no love for this pussy ass nigga, it get deepDm GFor the love of that Benji, we spillin' blood in them streetsAm FAnd I know why they hate me, it ain't no love in these streetsDm GHe was hearing [?], it was cheapAm FHe was sellin us that [?], [?] ReebokDm GDamn, thought you was all here, found out that we notAm F[?] for three blocksDm GTurn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a [?]AmIt's a dog-eat-dog enviornmentFYoung niggas killing, all the old heads retiringDmAnd the sound of that 30 start to sound inspiringGWhen you pull up on them, I start firingAmPlease don't judge us, they done killed our brothersAm FI went drop top Dawn on 'em, we do numbersDm GAnd when we get a chance to rain on 'em, we gon' flood 'emFuck 'em, fuck 'em [Chorus]AmI told 'em, I'mma pray for 'emFAll that drama I feel like I'm made forDmCatch a body, take it to the grave for meGAnd if they pop you off, you'll never change on me, noAm FBag talk, put a bag on her, [[?]Dm[?]GKilled the niggas [?]AmWhy you take it that far?F[?] everybody, you gotta understand, dogDmWe the type to call the house and have a standoffG[?][Verse 2]Am FWe ain't never been loved, so we don't know how it feelDm GThat's how you feel the fake shit, they don't know who was realAm FAll my enemies, frenemies, I don't know who to killDm GI don't know who gon' keep it silent and know who gon' squealAmI can't tell no moreFI don't know who's [?]Dm G'Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to that moneyAm FI seen niggas [?], watch while I"m hungryDm GBitches changed for the fame, you gotta watch when they phonyAm FI don't know where I'm going, I need navigationDm GThey came and [?] y'all niggas for they graduationAm FSpent some time on that [?] still ain't got no patienceDm GGave my nigga 20 years, put him on vacationAm FEvery time I'm in the hood, I be on some [?] shitDm GStars all in the ceiling, feel like it's a spaceshipAm FIn them streets, we still in there, niggas think we made itDm GThey just killed my little cousin, wish I could've saved himAm F'Member times out in Vegas when we did it majorDm GNiggas turned they back on us, I feel like they played usAm FI feel like they try to use us, I can't do no favorsDm GGotta watch these niggas close 'cause they been catchin [?]