Album Name

Blue Notes 2 (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Artist

Meek Mill

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.09.01

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Yo Nick Papz make it slap
Yeah Brrt
You gotta turn me up
in the headphones some more
a lil' bit more
Just a teeny bit
Turn me up Cruz
It's so many motherfuckin' hundreds
you gotta make a part two
I'm not in competition
with my homies
I'm whippin' the competition
and the Rollie
I knew my opposition never knew me
They wouldn't be opposition
if they know me
I made a proposition to my hitters
I told them to knock 'em down
if you owe me
I just be slidin' 'round
hittin' the building
We movin' with Glock
pounds and them 40s
Them niggas got shot down
we was whorin'
My homie a opp now
so we on him
I was like sixteen
with the MAC on me
Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner
Where did the shit scene niggas
cracked on me
When it got real
tried to slide on him
I made some M's
split the guys on it
We keepin' it real niggas not
And my homie a savage
got put in a casket
and I'm mad at him
'cause he died on us
Just left his viewing
and I told his momma
every time that she cry
We gon' slide on 'em
I look you niggas right dead
in the eye and
I ain't surprised you ain't ride for us
How would you feel
if you bust some mill'
with some niggas and
they switch the side on you
How would you feel
When you so lit that
you can't tell if the love real
If I can't tell you nothin'
I'll tell you how Thug feel
And you ain't rich nigga
your stash can't pay my drug bill
Pussy Pussy
Nigga this expensive pain
pullin' an expensive Range
Neck got expensive chain
He got drug money Yeah
that's an expensive game Yeah
I got an expensive shooter Yeah
he got expensive aim Yeah
You know it's Lil Uzi Yeah
that's an expensive name Yeah
I'm goin' hard and my back
to the wall Wall
I was like J
just pumpin' and fakin' us
no way they matchin' me off
Matchin' me off
Who really gon' stick me
if we gettin' busy and
we seein' rap
when it's bought Bought
I won't even practice
I go triple platinum and
they sayin' that was a wash ayy
I switch my Rollie up
to a Richard Mille
In the trenches
with some young nigga
Tryna tell him how this rich shit
really feel
You ain't never been in the field
with them late nights
off Benadryl With them great whites
locked in a cell
Like Shawshank no redemption
I was the richest nigga in the prison
I was strappin' up
when niggas wasn't ridin'
I was the richest nigga on a mission
I was motivated I watchin' moves
Yeah I was the brokest nigga
in the kitchen
I was chasin' million
when they said I couldn't
I was hard-headed I ain't listen
Kinda glad that I never did
Now we all made it out
the trenches yeah
All of my money is new
All of my money is blue
riddle me this
I'm supposed to go get money
and keep doin' favors
and give all my money to who
You keep tellin' me niggas
keep tellin' you what
Why they be runnin' to you
And why every time niggas
talk about me and it's bad
they keep comin' to you
I never got that part
Nigga know you my man
But every time
you wanna talk bad 'bout me
They come to you and
you come to me like ho ass nigga
I'll slap the shit out you fuck it
Woo
Hunnids on hunnids
on hunnids on hunnids
My homie a opp
but he know how I rock
So you know that I'm ready
however he comin'
We done went up on these niggas
like seventy-nothin'
They talkin' 'bout bodies
we talkin' 'bout millions
We talkin' bout money
they talkin' 'bout killin'
I gotta go to the bathroom
as soon as I walk in the building
You know how I'm livin'
Walkin' I'm tuckin'
and passin' the glizzy
Don't look all sensitive
you know I ain't slippin'
Come to your trenches
it's just me and one of my savages
nigga you know I ain't trippin'
I can't get extorted
I'm ballin' like Jordan
We slidin with twenty
we totin' and pimpin'
It's fuck what niggas think
I just be laughin' to the bank
I done pulled up
with the presidential
on my wrist and this bitch
hit like Hillary
I was just in the kitchen
whippin' Hannah Montana
like my name was Billy Ray
And I bet that
I have me a hunnid million dollars
on these niggas
'fore I be twenty-eight
Love her back
when bitches wasn't lovin' me
Twenty-thousand at best
she ain't dubbin' me
I'm on point
ain't no bitch out here runnin' me
Lamborghini the same color
Bumblebee
Pull up Cullinan same color
butter seats
In the game
ain't no young nigga touchin' me
Yeah she know that
I'm the shit and
she know that I'm rich
Every time that I fuck she yell
Nut in me Ayy Lil Uzi