Times Like This (Explicit)

Times Like This (Explicit) - Meek Mill

Lyrics by：Robert Williams/Othello Kwaidah/Luka Berman

Composed by：Robert Williams/Othello Kwaidah/Luka Berman

Times like this you need somebody

Tellin' you the truth

Uh

Oh what a feelin' tryna count up twenty million

In the villa on the island

With some ******* while they wildin'

We throw twitches on them glitches

When they ffh moment of silence

Niggas hungry we the richest

Only trenches of the violence

(Othello on the)

We gotte scorch them if they try us

Flame niggas yeah I rap

But I'm a shooter too like Dame Lillard

I seen money change niggas like four quarters

In the fourth quarter

I ain't changed what am I For harder had went

Court charges couldn't even slow me down

I got book smarter

Now the planes private life

The Finsta when we book charter

Look harder you will see the glady and the stones

I'm back outside whackin' killers throw a when I'm home

Had to check to see if they miss me

Thought they ass was happy I'm gone

Playin' shiesty with these *******

I know exactly what they on

Gave my dark life up wishin'

I could grab 'em through the phone

Because I knowin' how he feel back

When they had me they alone

I'm on the chopper me and Rubin

And I'm exactly where I belong

Came up trappin' out the phone

These niggas weren't happy I was home

You ever make a bad decision

Niggas happy that you wrong

I used to pray for times like this

You can't even imagine what I be on nigga

Times like this you need somebody

(Tell 'em)

Tellin' you the truth

I wish I could've talked to B

Before he made his move

I wonder if he talked to me

He would've played it cool

I taught you how to respect the game

How you break the rules

You really broke so many hearts

I barely could be in the dark

'Cause I see gunshots in the room

You ever feel the feelin' ooh

When you lose your dawg

And then your heart feel like it endin' too

This right at the park

Whenever I talk feel like an interlude

They ask me when I drop

I don't wanna do no interviews

I don't wanna talk rap **** my dawg in a casket

And day ones ain't really cappin'

And the hoes I thought they wanted it already

The bros that had got their cake up already had it

I already had it I forgot I did

Doin' everything for everyone almost forgot to live

Tryna keep it humble around it

I almost forgot I'm big

Now I don't give a **** who go against me now

I got them Ms

War

I had to put my life on the line for this ****

Tell me about it

If you ain't in with me don't try

And spin it with me

'Cause you know how I get

I go a thousand nights about them millions

On God

These niggas talkin' 'bout practice

Times like this you need somebody

Tellin' you the truth