Fly Or Let Me Die Lyrics – Meek Mill

Read the full Fly Or Let Me Die lyrics by Meek Mill from the album Dreamchasers Worldwide along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Meek Mill’s music, you can also explore Ain’t Stressing, another song by Meek Mill.

[Chorus]
If you love me like you say, just hold me close, don’t let me go
Either let me fly or let me die
You can’t tell me how many times that I tried
On nights that I cried, woah, woah
And I (??) to jail, where they been saying “No”
My homie hogging his tail and he just came home (Brr)
Tote that forty on parole, he just gotta hop on either raincoat

[Verse]
(??)
He gotta take his flame out the store, they tryna nail him to the floor

Trench babies going to war (Brr)
If I trust you, better show me that you trust me and them trenches whip that
Sword on me, I got ghetto angels all around me and the Lord
Homie, all this money and this power, shooters going to war for me
Wake up, make a million dollars and I still want more money, I want more
Lately, I want b!tches to just stick to the script
I was getting rich when they was tryna be goons
One said that’s the reason that I switched for the clik
N!ggas been switching on me, I’ve been peeping ’em all-all-all
All, peeping ’em all, still I’ma ride like it was Jackson, every chapter
Bad b!tches charging me good, making me breakfast
I put bags on n!ggas, that’s they contestant
Hundred shots, I’m in the hood, they gon’ respect us
Hundred Glocks, go set some switches, send them a message
Make his mama cry, ’cause she had raised him and they homicide
Weirds locked aside and went through ‘cane, like it was homicide
Caught my brother off, ’cause once he came, he wasn’t tryna slide
I caught my cousin off, ’cause some gon’ change on Channel 5

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t trust a soul
Remember I was holding that switchie on parole
Them people had to get me, Lord knows
So if you love me, homie

[Chorus]
If you love me like you say, just hold me close, don’t let me go
Either let me fly or let me die
You can’t tell me how many times that I tried
On nights that I cried, woah, woah
And I (??) to jail, where they been saying “No”
My homie hogging his tail and he just came home (Brr)
Tote that forty on parole, he just gotta hop on either raincoat