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meek (yeah, yeah)
philly in this (yeah)

Leggo, uh

they fucking with me, new orleans N-O
old school bitch i let her me like nintendo
black me & maggo getting litto
switching lanes in that thang 5 on the window
i got 20 on my pocket, 30 on wrist, 50 on my neck keep it 100 in this
hey we don't do no talking, i'm just running up in your shit
and i was never in the walking, i'm just running up in bitch
i said my swagger on the fitted money in the
real every day, startin to the finish
you should hear this rarri when i'm starting up the
sounding like a motherfucker barking all up in it
make a every second, thousands on an hour
20 day, i'm getting money in the power
i was told let the youngest get the powder
but now niggers slipping like they fucking in the shower, pause
i really do this, i'm 62'n with ricky
i'm getting to it, you niggers shit, i'm a boss
i took a loss, i was out in vegas
me and gucci pouchie shooting at the
when i was broke, i used to a dream
i had a dream best believe i had them fiends
steady blowing up my celly, to get it any means
smootchie in the kitchen working up the triple beans
breakin ounces off the birdie, money it was
and hammers they was filthy cause niggers was trying to me
and word to osama though, fuck a bitch then (?)
niggers in diss rap when no drama though
off the prometh sipping at your mama though
rollie your bus down, call the perfect timing
tell my jeweler freeze me, to change the climate hoe
bottom of the mountain & meek milly got the on
chick my chick, my chick your chick,
my swag fly shit, swag, norbit
you a weirdo, no match forfeit
all fuckin bricks i'm thinkin we gonn need a forklift
on your stereo, i don't think they hear me though
catch me in the hood, i'll be around it like a go
to sell them little o's i ain't talking cheerio's
i'm talking about them golden grams and i don't mean no
murder on your record label nigger i'm a
killer plus i'm realer this is scarier than
in the villa countin scrilla with she vanilla
far as work i make that butter-fly like catepillars
and my be on some other shit
hotter than a get
i just got his girl's
he gonna another bitch
make her fuck my other bitch then put her on a
she said n love with me and she don't know my government
ha, shawty tripping where luggage at
broke niggas never see me i'm where the money at
all i know is hustle hard i got a hundred pack
get my jewels i'ma kill em i dont want em back
wear it to funeral be stuntin while they viewin you
mama lookin over she like the hell they did to you?
clip full of hollow heads me put a few in you
yeah nigga i ruin you. haa