- Meek Mill Outro 歌詞
- Meek Mill
- [Verse 1: Lil Snupe]
Chasing after green guys
When from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized
Momma aint stressin she know that its all good
My number one goal is to get her out the hood
Never changed, I be thuggin hard in my section
Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons
Any nigga playin we comin in your direction
Let you know that we aint flexing
You quickly gon get ejected
Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up
Want to kill em but that shit my really fuck my money up
Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks
Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back
You ever seen death around the corner
Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya
Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna
It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya
Man
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Ok Ive been the king for this rap shit
Stuntin hard and never had shit
Remember me with them nappy braids? When I was down on my last shit?
Back when niggas wasnt mad then
Took advantage I asked them
For a shot at this, start laughing
It took a year or two and I passed them
Yall niggas all look like haters
You aint even put your dawg on paper
Word around that you tricking on bitches
Catch you with your chain on Imma take it
Now everybody catching these vapors
Now everybody want and need favors
Southside, NY or Jamaica
Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it
With 100 niggas behind me
North side Philly where you find me
Riding around with a 30 in my lap in a big ass phantom
Im with the Bently like a Johnny
Watching out with the toolie at a robbery
Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect
Hit em in the head with the stick nigga eject
Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems
Why you think I really went about bought more choppers
Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers
Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster
Show me some evidence
Never was better than nor was you relevant
Im too competitive walk in the club get my 357 in
My level went excellent
I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it
You told em we selling it
A mouse in the building that act like an elephant
Who the fuck just let the devil in
Come to my city they treat me like president
Aint got no pity for niggas thats settling
I had that Lala and Melo was selling them niggas for JR Smith
Niggas try to kill me but they all miss
My down fall what they all wish
Had a lot of homies but they all switched
Word up my nigga
[Break: Meek Mill]
*Laughter*
[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]
I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something
You looking bad I prolly throw you something
I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin
I caught cases never told em nothing
Got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)
Niggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck em!)
Man it aint a thang everything on me
Man a see a clear port plane on me
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
You see me coming around your corner lookin like I got a check
Flew into your city me my niggas on the jet
Ballin every time I take a shot I hit the net
And everyday niggas want the money for respect
I aint trippin I got money, clothes, car, hoes
Shoppin til the mall close
Lord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos
I dont fuck with niggas cause they all told
Worry bout another nigga money like they all hoes
Im just with my niggas spining hella blocks
Bad bitch on all my banshee Im like twelve o clock
Vroom vroom I might do a hundred block
In the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops
[Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana]
I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something
You looking bad I prolly throw you something
I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin
I caught cases never told em nothing
Got all these chains and this change on me
Niggas said I changed man they changed on me
Man it aint a thang everything on me
Man a see a clear port plane on me, slide
[Verse 4: Papi]
Whats your grandma name
Whats your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name
Whats your grandma name
Whats my grandma name
I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something
You looking bad I prolly throw you something
I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin
I caught cases never told em nothing
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