[Verse 1: Meek Mill]Ready or not, here I comeYou can't hide, nigga I'm too damn flySippin' all of this purple, it got me too damn highThey say there down for the team but playin' two damn sidesI'm like Niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyalAnd these voices in my head saying niggas ain't for youAnd when you gettin money these niggas will aim for youAnd when its looking sunny these niggas will rain on youIt's a dark cloud over me, money too controling meI'm barely getting time to see my son and then she heard of meBaby momma trippin out, I tell her to work with meI'm on probabtion still strapped cause niggas want to murder meAnd lately ive been getting fadedCut a couple homies off cause them niggas hatingAnd all these bitches wanna fuck me cause a nigga made itI'm getting paper heart cold as the refrigerator[Hook: Meek Mill]Young nigga getting moneyYoung nigga getting moneyYoung nigga go and get it yeahAnd ain't a damn thing change but the bezel on my RollieAnd the diamonds in my chain, yeah[Verse 2: Meek Mill]Young rich nigga quarter millie worth of jewelsBad bitch with me trying blow me like a fuseJust to get a bag or maybe a pair of shoesAint it crazy what your lady would do for a pair of LoubsBig dreams turn to big thangsIve been waiting on this day since I was 16Big chains, Aston Martin as I switch lanesBefore I ever made a hit, I had a wrist gameIn the kitchen with them thangs, trying make a killingWe in the building, every other month I make a millionAny nigga talking reckless cause they think Im chillingTill I put some money on thier head, yeah, make them feel itHave they own homies do him like they never knew himI'll have Armelle walk up on him when we run into himClose range shorty have him put something through himSo I hope your ready cause we heavy and we're coming for you[Hook][Verse 3: Meek Mill]The meek shall inherit heaven the earthSo Ima own this bitch until Im buried in dirtI only roll with nigga that'll carry me to my hearseBlesses for my grandma, she carried me to that churchAnd I dont know why, I just feel like Im the oneThey label me a victim but now look what I becomeOr should I say became, I dont do it for the fameIm for what they never make it but I went against the grainCharges riding against my name, assasination to my characterLifes a bitch, she cheated on me but I married herNiggas getting murdered, this shit is getting scarierDodging all the pot holes, jumping all the barriersAnd?, I feel like I just got in that pussyShorty wanna be a star, thats why she popping that pussyShe trying to win so she hang amongst winnersThats why I take the time just to pray at moms dinnerCause I remember, cold nights not the winterNot the weather Im talk about?Cause for that money, sins they get committedAnd friends they get to splittin', divided just like divisionSo eryday that I wake up, my undivided attentionIt goes to getting that cake up and staying out of the prisonsThe system made me strongerAnd being broke just gave me my hungerI'm gone![Outro]Nigga like me I walk around, fear no manI don't owe you niggas shit!E'ry nigga you see around meThat's the niggas that's with me, unless they in jail or dead or somethingNigga livin' life like fuck all you niggasYa feel me?!
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