In God We Trust Lyrics - Dreams & Nightmares - Meek Mill

See most of y'all sucka ass 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 shit 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 

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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 nigga 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 nigga snitch 

In God we trust 

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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, shit 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, shit 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 shit is real 

Niggas turn to Muslim, 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' bullshit, 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 nigga 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 nigga snitch 

In God we trust 

Hey look, I'ma tell you like this 

If you in school nigga, stay in school 

If you got a job nigga, stay at work 

If you a family man, stay with your muhfuckin' family nigga 

Cuz this shit ain't meant for everybody dawg 

Everybody talk that shit, until they get caught up in some real shit 

And then they start talkin' that shit 

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 nigga 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 nigga snitch 

In God we trust