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Y'all niggas wanted me to go to jail right Y'all wished the judge gave me a lot of years didn't y'all Fucking haters What y'all going to do now Y'all can't kill me The wait is over bitch I'm back Haters see my face and almost had a heart attack When they arrested me they was all with that But when they let me free they all went into cardiac Its like our welcome home party You home, brought Meek home Philly we did it Flamerz The wait is over bitch I'm back Haters see my face and almost had a heart attack When they arrested me they was all with that But when they let me free they all went into cardiac The wait is over, the wait is over Cooked crack I'm about to bubble like I'm baking soda Like I'm in the race but I'm chasing [?] Hottest in America ya I'm about to take it over Mr. Hottest in the United States Swagger on a million my flow be on outer space I'm snatching rapping niggas out their place Eenie meenie miney moe knock them all out of the way Hit that nigga Drake, call Wheezy up My niggas move them birds too call Jeezey up Ask them if they're playing ball see if they're cheap enough Pac-Man of the rap game, trail them all eat 'em up Get money play for gang green And my niggas get it too we're on the same team Had 100,000 fans when I was eighteen That's why these haters want to see me die like Beijing The wait is over bitch I'm back Haters see my face and almost had a heart attack When they arrested me they was all with that But when they let me free they all went into cardiac The wait is over, the wait is over Cooked crack I'm about to bubble like I'm baking soda Like I'm in the race but I'm chasing [?] Hottest in America ya I'm about to take it over I was in the jail cell thinking about millions Talking about the game and when I touch it I'mma kill them Rapper keep an eye on your fans before I steal them Cause in the end I'mma win you niggas just the pilgrims Watch me, just wait 'til my shit drop Be on a thousand tracks and never wait for a pit stop I'm hard body shooting straight for the big shot Audemar Piguet thirty piece for the wrist watch Ya, somebody call Kiss cause he'll watch me kill the game and say he never say shit I put on for my city, make sure we all rich Open up the door and do some Biggie on some small shit The wait is over bitch I'm back Haters see my face and almost had a heart attack When they arrested me they was all with that But when they let me free they all went into cardiac The wait is over, the wait is over Cooked crack I'm about to bubble like I'm baking soda Like I'm in the race but I'm chasing [?] Hottest in America ya I'm about to take it over Flamerz 3 baby, we home Matter fact I might get on my '95 '96 Dram shit Throw the ski goggles on my head or something These the Louies though Meek, you feel me?
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