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Meek Mill
Meek Mill
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Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
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All Star
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Maybach Music They say your brain's most creative in your sleep See, they say, in the sleep state The brain thinks much more visually and intuitively Tss-haha, what is this? (Maybach Music) I like this Maybach Music, Swate As dream chasers, we accomplish that wide awake Turn everythin' up a lil' bit in the headphones You ready? (Allstar) Ready or not, here I come You can't hide, nigga, I'm too damn fly Sippin' all of this purple, it got me too damn high They say they're down for the team but playin' two damn sides I'm like niggas ain't loyal (no), niggas ain't loyal (no) And these voices in my head sayin' niggas ain't for you (nah) And when you gettin' money these niggas will aim for you (fire) And when it's lookin' sunny these niggas'll rain on you It's a dark cloud over me, money took control of me I'm barely gettin' time to see my son and that shit hurtin' me Baby mama trippin' out, I tell her to work with me I'm on probation still strapped, 'cause niggas wanna murder me And lately I've been gettin' faded (faded) Cut a couple homies off 'cause them niggas hatin' (they hatin') And all these bitches wanna fuck me 'cause a nigga made it (I made it) I'm gettin' paper heart cold as the refrigerator Young nigga gettin' money, young nigga gettin' money Young nigga go and get it, yeah And ain't a damn thing change but the bezel on my Rollie And the diamonds in my chain, yeah As dream chasers, we consider ourselves a creative upper class When it comes to ideas, we're just in a different tax bracket Gangsta Grillz, you bastards (Gangsta) Young rich nigga quarter millie worth of jewels (jewels) Bad bitch with me tryin' blow me like a fuse (fuse) Just to get a bag or maybe a pair of shoes (shoes) Ain't it crazy what your lady would do for a pair of Loubs, huh? Big dreams turn to big things (things) I've been waitin' on this day since I was 16 (16) Big chains, Aston Martin as I switch lanes (skrrt) Before I ever made a hit, I had a wrist game In the kitchen with them thangs, tryin' make a killin' (killin') We in the buildin', every other month I make a million (yeah) Any nigga talkin' reckless 'cause they think I'm chillin' 'Til I put some money on their head, yeah, make 'em feel it Have they own homies do him like they never knew him (fire) I'll have Omelly walk up on him when we run into him (fire) Close range shawty, have him put somethin' through him So I hope you're ready 'cause we heavy, and we're comin' for you Young nigga gettin' money, young nigga gettin' money Young nigga go and get it, yeah And ain't a damn thing change but the bezel on my Rollie And the diamonds in my chain, yeah Dreamchasers 2 We decided to share the wealth again Care to join us? The Meek shall inherit the earth So I'ma own this bitch until I'm buried in dirt I only roll with niggas that'll carry me to my hearse Blesses for my grandma, she carried me to that church And I don't know why, I just feel like I'm the one (one) They label me a victim but now look what I become ('come) Or should I say became? I don't do it for the fame I'm from where they never make it, but I went against the grain Charges ridin' against my name, assassination to my character Life's a bitch, she cheated on me, but I married her Niggas gettin' murdered, this shit is gettin' scarier Dodgin' all the potholes, jumpin' all the barriers And if she a bitch, I feel like I just got in that pussy (yeah) Shawty wanna be a star, that's why she poppin' that pussy She tryna win, so she hang amongst winners That's why I take the time just to pray at mom's dinner (I pray) 'Cause I remember, cold nights not the winter (not the winter) Not the weather, I'm talk about within us (within us) 'Cause for that money, sins they get committed And friends, they get to splittin', divided just like division So e'ry day that I wake up, my undivided attention It goes to gettin' my cake up and stayin' outta them prisons Yeah, the system made me stronger (stronger) And bein' broke just gave me my hunger, I'm gone Nigga like me, I walk around, fear no man (no man) I don't owe you niggas shit (shit) E'ry nigga you see around me That's the niggas that's with me (my niggas) Unless they in jail or dead or somethin' Nigga livin' life like, "Fuck all you niggas" You feel me?
Writer(s): Richard Frederick Stannard, Julian Gallagher, David Thomas Andrew Morgan, Will Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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