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Meek Mill - 5AM IN PHILLY Lyrics
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Scary times
Please, hold me close in these scary times
Don't say you love me and then change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just a man, just a man

Chopper by the bed, glizzy by the door
How you think I'm supposed to live when only thing I see is war?
Yesterday, was on the 'Gram, I seen a baby on the floor
They said they hit him with a bomb, and that kid ain't with his mom
And I'm used to seein' death 'cause I'm from Philly where niggas die
Where the blacks kill blacks and I can't even tell you why
I know niggas stuck in beef and they can't even tell you how
If you strapped, you go to jail, but if you ain't, you gon' die
And yeah, I cried on the news when I had changed that law
And niggas still talkin' 'bout me, shit got changed for y'all
I been famous since eighteen, I ain't really change at all
Niggas gettin' in your head, that shit might change your dog
I change my drawers, then put on my Glock when I wake up
Crazy part, that shit just made my block really break up
I'm the motivation, I made niggas get their cake up
Caught niggas with their face down, and I made 'em put they face up
I been tryin' shine since Christina have had them Jacobs
Now it's Richard Millie when she see me fix her makeup
Flyin' twelve hours, I be in Ghana when I wake up
Ain't no real niggas believe that lyin' shit they made up
I stand on everything I said, well, I'ma stay up
Tryna take my homie out the country 'cause he cased up
My other brother, life inside a cell, they got him caged up
Eighteen years in, ain't seen him since, they tryna break us
I'm ridin' through the trenches, two hundred shots, they tryna take us
I gotta make it home to Lil' Poppy, he got an A plus
I'm so poppin', they throwin' propaganda, you better wake up (I'm just a man, just a man)
I'm just a-
How you gon' tell me you love me and change your mind?
I'm readin' everything, wrote a book about all your lies
I'm peepin' everything, see who crooked that's in the squad
My homie lyin' to me while he lookin' me in my eyes, and shit
It kinda hurt me, but really wasn't surprised
When the blind lead the blind, it can really f*ck up your mind
And the time meet the time, you forty without a dime (I'm just a man, just a man)
And the only thing you own is a .40 and a little .9
So if he kill son, that's the only way he gon' shine
I got a Richie, he get sixty years, we both doin' real time
Only difference is, I made it rappin', puttin' in real time
I still be talkin' pain, shit, my people still dyin', still cryin'
It was crab in the barrel, still climb
Niggas tried to put me down, when I got out, still threw a line
Doin' too much for these people, gettin' tough, ain't gon' lie
Like I ain't had the city flyin' private real time
I had niggas at the clear port that never been to the airport
Actin' like they got an attitude, f*ck is you here for?
Go back to the hood and bite my back, what you there for?
Broke boys hatin' on the king, why would you care for? I'm here for
Everybody that was with me when I had a bad storm (I need someone who understands)
Everybody actin' like they with me, all this glass on
5AM in Philly, ridin' 'round, I got my mask on (I'm just a man, just a man)
These time's y'all pass on
Hatin' on your brother life, that's a bad jawn
I ain't seen my son in nights, that's a bad jawn
My homie in another life, that's a bad jawn
5AM in Philly, ridin' 'round, I got my mask on

Scary times
Please, hold me closely in these scary times
Don't tell me you love me and then try to change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just a man, I'm just a man
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English

Scary times
Please, hold me close in these scary times
Don't say you love me and then change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just a man, just a man

Chopper by the bed, glizzy by the door
How you think I'm supposed to live when only thing I see is war?
Yesterday, was on the 'Gram, I seen a baby on the floor
They said they hit him with a bomb, and that kid ain't with his mom
And I'm used to seein' death 'cause I'm from Philly where niggas die
Where the blacks kill blacks and I can't even tell you why
I know niggas stuck in beef and they can't even tell you how
If you strapped, you go to jail, but if you ain't, you gon' die
And yeah, I cried on the news when I had changed that law
And niggas still talkin' 'bout me, shit got changed for y'all
I been famous since eighteen, I ain't really change at all
Niggas gettin' in your head, that shit might change your dog
I change my drawers, then put on my Glock when I wake up
Crazy part, that shit just made my block really break up
I'm the motivation, I made niggas get their cake up
Caught niggas with their face down, and I made 'em put they face up
I been tryin' shine since Christina have had them Jacobs
Now it's Richard Millie when she see me fix her makeup
Flyin' twelve hours, I be in Ghana when I wake up
Ain't no real niggas believe that lyin' shit they made up
I stand on everything I said, well, I'ma stay up
Tryna take my homie out the country 'cause he cased up
My other brother, life inside a cell, they got him caged up
Eighteen years in, ain't seen him since, they tryna break us
I'm ridin' through the trenches, two hundred shots, they tryna take us
I gotta make it home to Lil' Poppy, he got an A plus
I'm so poppin', they throwin' propaganda, you better wake up (I'm just a man, just a man)
I'm just a-
How you gon' tell me you love me and change your mind?
I'm readin' everything, wrote a book about all your lies
I'm peepin' everything, see who crooked that's in the squad
My homie lyin' to me while he lookin' me in my eyes, and shit
It kinda hurt me, but really wasn't surprised
When the blind lead the blind, it can really f*ck up your mind
And the time meet the time, you forty without a dime (I'm just a man, just a man)
And the only thing you own is a .40 and a little .9
So if he kill son, that's the only way he gon' shine
I got a Richie, he get sixty years, we both doin' real time
Only difference is, I made it rappin', puttin' in real time
I still be talkin' pain, shit, my people still dyin', still cryin'
It was crab in the barrel, still climb
Niggas tried to put me down, when I got out, still threw a line
Doin' too much for these people, gettin' tough, ain't gon' lie
Like I ain't had the city flyin' private real time
I had niggas at the clear port that never been to the airport
Actin' like they got an attitude, f*ck is you here for?
Go back to the hood and bite my back, what you there for?
Broke boys hatin' on the king, why would you care for? I'm here for
Everybody that was with me when I had a bad storm (I need someone who understands)
Everybody actin' like they with me, all this glass on
5AM in Philly, ridin' 'round, I got my mask on (I'm just a man, just a man)
These time's y'all pass on
Hatin' on your brother life, that's a bad jawn
I ain't seen my son in nights, that's a bad jawn
My homie in another life, that's a bad jawn
5AM in Philly, ridin' 'round, I got my mask on

Scary times
Please, hold me closely in these scary times
Don't tell me you love me and then try to change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just a man, I'm just a man
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Khiry Caldwell, Luka Berman, Naiem Parker, Robert Williams, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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