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Yeah 00:03
We in the championship 00:05
We was down 3-1 00:07
Yeah 00:09
(I can feel it coming in the air tonight) 00:12
Feel it 00:15
Champions of the United States (Oh Lord) 00:17
(And I've been waiting for 00:19
This moment for all my life) 00:24
Yeah 00:26
Turn me up Cruz (Oh lord) 00:27
Bombin' on any of them niggas 00:29
That want the smoke (Woo) 00:32
Nigga, this a big boy Phantom 00:34
This ain't a Ghost (It ain't) 00:35
Had to take the way from them 00:36
Niggas and now they toast (Fuck 'em) 00:37
They ain't have no sympathy for 00:39
Me when I was broke 00:40
Amen, amen 00:41
Lord forgive me (Lord forgive me) 00:42
For all my sins (All my sins) 00:44
Took so many riches just to 00:45
Get a Benz (Get a Benz) 00:46
Pray for my niggas (All my niggas) 00:47
All my friends (Yeah) 00:49
In the trenches, warring with killas 00:50
We been getting it in 00:51
32 shots in my new Glock (Yeah) 00:52
Niggas wanna hit me like I'm 2Pac (Yeah) 00:55
Bad bitch fuck me in my 00:57
Gucci tube socks (Yeah) 00:59
'Member when I spit my 01:00
Re-up on a oowop, woah 01:01
Your favorite rapper a mumble rapper 01:02
Walk up in this bitch, a bunch of 01:04
Killers and humble trappers 01:06
I can go to Hollywood 01:07
To court in this jungle action 01:08
With niggas that'll smoke you 01:09
Go and murder your brother after 01:10
Whoa, big dog, nigga, I'm a big dog 01:11
Streets said they need that dope 01:14
They having withdrawals 01:16
I put on my yellow diamonds 01:17
When I'm pissed off 01:18
I'm so rich that I can't even 01:19
Fuck a bitch raw, whoa 01:21
Do you know the feeling? (Do you?) 01:22
Being irritated 'cause you 01:25
Gotta count a million 01:26
All this fucking money 01:27
I ain't got no time for chilling 01:28
We too rich to look like this to 01:29
All that killing and drug dealing 01:31
You my nigga, I fuck with you 01:32
We gon' thug it out 01:33
Say it's beef? We going to war, nigga 01:34
Let's slug it out 01:36
Be back, whoop, we at your door 01:37
Blood in your fucking house 01:38
I heard your daddy was a rat 01:39
So you a fucking mouse, nigga 01:41
Pouring champagne 'cause 01:42
All my niggas dead 01:44
If they ain't in the graveyard 01:45
Then they in the feds 01:46
I give a fuck if that crown heavy 01:47
Put it on my head 01:49
Take it to the jeweller, bust it 01:50
Down before I wear it (Yeah) 01:51
Whew, 'cause I'm a king just 01:52
Martin Luther (Martin Luther) 01:54
I ain't a hater, fuck my bitch 01:55
Nigga, I salute ya (Salute) 01:57
I be flying jet and chopper 01:58
Llike that shit was Uber 01:59
We finally made it out them trenches nigga 02:00
Hallelujah, whoa 02:02
Balling like a hot boy 02:03
Diamonds dancing on me more 02:04
Than JB Blocboy 02:06
I'm a boss, I'm the one that 02:07
Call the shots, boy (Shots) 02:08
You a thottie, I won't cuff you like 02:09
A cop whore, no way (Like a cop) 02:11
Ooh, I just cashed out 02:13
How the fuck you turn a 02:15
Bando to a glass house? 02:16
How the fuck you get a two t 02:17
T four and bail out? 02:18
Got your favorite Instagram 02:19
Bitch with her ass out, hey 02:20
Make her touch her toes 02:22
Make her touch her toes (Touch it, touch it) 02:24
Run up like a milli' off a couple shows (Run it up) 02:26
Trappin' at the Waldorf 02:27
We just fuckin' hoes 02:29
And they lovin' that Chanel 02:30
They gon' sell they souls (Yeah) 02:31
Running through the gutter 02:33
I ain't never bowl (Running) 02:34
You would think this Wheel Of Fortune 02:35
How we selling O's (Yeah) 02:37
Plug just called, he got another load 02:38
He know I'ma get them sold 02:39
Leaning off that perc' 02:42
Young nigga still fucking all the 02:43
Baddest bitches on earth 02:45
When I'm off in them trenches 02:46
I'm a hot boy like Turk 02:47
Gun shot is itching in that Glock boy, that's work 02:48
You get popped pussy, no twerk, oh 02:50
Nigga, we trying to make that 02:52
Money machine break ('Chine break) 02:54
Shoot up out that van like 02:56
It's teammate (Teammate) 02:56
Nigga, we used to trap up out 02:58
That green gate (Gate) 02:59
80s baby, they cooked crack 03:00
Up in my DNA (Oh) 03:01
Ooh, scary hours 03:02
Walk outside the lear 03:05
They gon' let confetti shower 03:06
You knew what it was when they let me out it 03:07
Living like the plug, nigga 03:09
I ain't selling powder, now way 03:11
Big bag, talking Santa Claus 03:13
Got 3 hoes off that molly ripping panties off 03:15
Flying private to Dubai, we off the Xanny bars 03:17
Ooh, scary hours, turn the cameras off, please 03:20
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Intro – English Lyrics

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Meek Mill
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Lyrics & Translation

[English]
Yeah
We in the championship
We was down 3-1
Yeah
(I can feel it coming in the air tonight)
Feel it
Champions of the United States (Oh Lord)
(And I've been waiting for
This moment for all my life)
Yeah
Turn me up Cruz (Oh lord)
Bombin' on any of them niggas
That want the smoke (Woo)
Nigga, this a big boy Phantom
This ain't a Ghost (It ain't)
Had to take the way from them
Niggas and now they toast (Fuck 'em)
They ain't have no sympathy for
Me when I was broke
Amen, amen
Lord forgive me (Lord forgive me)
For all my sins (All my sins)
Took so many riches just to
Get a Benz (Get a Benz)
Pray for my niggas (All my niggas)
All my friends (Yeah)
In the trenches, warring with killas
We been getting it in
32 shots in my new Glock (Yeah)
Niggas wanna hit me like I'm 2Pac (Yeah)
Bad bitch fuck me in my
Gucci tube socks (Yeah)
'Member when I spit my
Re-up on a oowop, woah
Your favorite rapper a mumble rapper
Walk up in this bitch, a bunch of
Killers and humble trappers
I can go to Hollywood
To court in this jungle action
With niggas that'll smoke you
Go and murder your brother after
Whoa, big dog, nigga, I'm a big dog
Streets said they need that dope
They having withdrawals
I put on my yellow diamonds
When I'm pissed off
I'm so rich that I can't even
Fuck a bitch raw, whoa
Do you know the feeling? (Do you?)
Being irritated 'cause you
Gotta count a million
All this fucking money
I ain't got no time for chilling
We too rich to look like this to
All that killing and drug dealing
You my nigga, I fuck with you
We gon' thug it out
Say it's beef? We going to war, nigga
Let's slug it out
Be back, whoop, we at your door
Blood in your fucking house
I heard your daddy was a rat
So you a fucking mouse, nigga
Pouring champagne 'cause
All my niggas dead
If they ain't in the graveyard
Then they in the feds
I give a fuck if that crown heavy
Put it on my head
Take it to the jeweller, bust it
Down before I wear it (Yeah)
Whew, 'cause I'm a king just
Martin Luther (Martin Luther)
I ain't a hater, fuck my bitch
Nigga, I salute ya (Salute)
I be flying jet and chopper
Llike that shit was Uber
We finally made it out them trenches nigga
Hallelujah, whoa
Balling like a hot boy
Diamonds dancing on me more
Than JB Blocboy
I'm a boss, I'm the one that
Call the shots, boy (Shots)
You a thottie, I won't cuff you like
A cop whore, no way (Like a cop)
Ooh, I just cashed out
How the fuck you turn a
Bando to a glass house?
How the fuck you get a two t
T four and bail out?
Got your favorite Instagram
Bitch with her ass out, hey
Make her touch her toes
Make her touch her toes (Touch it, touch it)
Run up like a milli' off a couple shows (Run it up)
Trappin' at the Waldorf
We just fuckin' hoes
And they lovin' that Chanel
They gon' sell they souls (Yeah)
Running through the gutter
I ain't never bowl (Running)
You would think this Wheel Of Fortune
How we selling O's (Yeah)
Plug just called, he got another load
He know I'ma get them sold
Leaning off that perc'
Young nigga still fucking all the
Baddest bitches on earth
When I'm off in them trenches
I'm a hot boy like Turk
Gun shot is itching in that Glock boy, that's work
You get popped pussy, no twerk, oh
Nigga, we trying to make that
Money machine break ('Chine break)
Shoot up out that van like
It's teammate (Teammate)
Nigga, we used to trap up out
That green gate (Gate)
80s baby, they cooked crack
Up in my DNA (Oh)
Ooh, scary hours
Walk outside the lear
They gon' let confetti shower
You knew what it was when they let me out it
Living like the plug, nigga
I ain't selling powder, now way
Big bag, talking Santa Claus
Got 3 hoes off that molly ripping panties off
Flying private to Dubai, we off the Xanny bars
Ooh, scary hours, turn the cameras off, please
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Key Grammar Structures

  • We was down 3-1

    ➔ Non-standard past tense

    ➔ The phrase uses 'was' instead of 'were' with a plural subject, which is non-standard in formal English but common in colloquial speech.

  • I can feel it coming in the air tonight

    ➔ Present continuous for future

    ➔ The present continuous tense ('can feel it coming') is used to describe a future action or event that is already arranged or certain.

  • Lord forgive me (Lord forgive me) / For all my sins (All my sins)

    ➔ Imperative mood with object pronoun

    ➔ The imperative mood is used to make a direct request or command, here with the object pronoun 'me' to indicate the recipient of the action.

  • We been getting it in

    ➔ Present perfect continuous in non-standard form

    ➔ The phrase uses 'been getting' without the auxiliary verb 'have,' which is non-standard but common in colloquial English.

  • I'm so rich that I can't even / Fuck a bitch raw, whoa

    ➔ Emphasis with 'so...that' structure

    ➔ The 'so...that' structure is used to emphasize the degree of richness leading to an extreme consequence ('can't even fuck a bitch raw').

  • You my nigga, I fuck with you

    ➔ Slang usage with verb 'fuck with'

    ➔ The phrase 'I fuck with you' is slang meaning 'I associate with you' or 'I support you,' showing familiarity and solidarity.

  • I heard your daddy was a rat

    ➔ Past tense with 'was' for hearsay

    ➔ The past tense with 'was' is used to report hearsay or unverified information ('I heard your daddy was a rat').

  • Living like the plug, nigga / I ain't selling powder, now way

    ➔ Present continuous for habitual action

    ➔ The present continuous ('living like the plug') is used to describe a habitual action or lifestyle.