My Life
(专辑: Dreamchasers 3 - 2013)
[Intro Meek Mill:] The
world is yours and everything in it You gonna go get it? [Verse 1
Meek Mill:] Mama couldn't save me, daddy dead so he couldn't raise me I'm still tripping off them hoes that played me Same bitches fronting on me when I
had my baby It's crazy, and niggas say they made me Taking credit from my mama, shit amaze me How niggas talking down when I'm not around But every time I'm in the
building, schhh, not a
sound I
line my haters up and clap them down That choppa have nigga dancing like he Bobby Brown I'm well-respected in my city, even out of town And don't ever tuck my chain Nigga, how that sound? How that look? We don't live by the
book, we just live by the
code A
lot of niggas got exposed when feds came through They was dropping names too Niggas say I
changed up but I'm with the
same crew I
was always told to get the
money and remain you Never let these pussy niggas tell you what you can't do Every time they said that I
left, that was when I
came through Range new, .38 special when the
flame blew Just in case I
gotta flame you What a
feeling when them people tryna frame you Lock you in a
cell when detain you Rather die before I
go out working like I'm Django I'm gone... [Hook French Montana:] Niggas want me dead everyday that I
wake up Fuck you talking 'bout, you ain't talking paper And here's another one, here's another one Streets watching A
new bitch, a
new car Her ass soft, I
go hard And here's another one, here's another one Streets watching [Verse 2
Meek Mill:] If I
fuck her, I'm brainless She fuck me, she might get famous She might get a
chance to ride jet and drive Ranges Money'll have your closest friends turning into strangers That's dangerous, niggas shoot and they'll aim at us Shooting in the
sky, you tryna hit the
angels up Niggas tripping like y'all dipping off angel dust And all these cubans 'round my neck getting tangled up I
only fuck with bad bitches that be trained to fuck Five niggas, ten bitches run a
train on us Looking at these rap niggas they all lame as fuck Mini skirts, skinny jeans with the
strangest cuts I
stick to the
script, switch like stick on the
shift Early mornings in the
kitchen like I'm whipping the
grits Nigga, I
could score your bitch with a
flick of the
wrist Swear that Audemar flash light like I'm flicking a
pic [Hook]