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Artiste : Meek Mill
Titre : Early Mornings
And that mula´s in this shit, man
I never had no dope like that before in my life, man
That´s the heaviest shit I ever smoked, man
I mean, I smoked a lot of shit before, man

But goddamn, that´s heavy shit
And you okay
I can´t breathe
Listen, man
I can´t breathe, man

Tears fallin´ down my bitch face
Now she forever tryna show me how that shit takes
Ain´t really been droppin´, I been tryna get my shit straight
Had to sell my prices, twenty mil´ for every mixtape
Partyin´ every night, don´t do it for me, I´m tryna get cake
Level up, fillin´ hundreds up all in my big safe
I said enough, I´ll say it again, I´m tryna wet him up
Thinkin´ with his dick, I´m gettin´ a pretty bitch to set him up

It´s better them, then better us, it´s never them, forever us
And every M I ever touched, I multiplied it, doubled up
I know life math shit, I divide to see my brother up
Some got in they feelings deep inside but never´ll bring it up
And all that do is fuck shit up
I told niggas that these hoes ain´t got no love for us
I told niggas that these rappers don´t really fuck with us
The wave is all they want from us, like it´s made for only one of us
I´m straight on all that other stuff, for real
I know hangin´ deep off in the trenches get me killed

But I get a rush from it, know the way it feel
Hangin´ around the vultures, knowin´ this Richard cost a mil´
Hold up, let me take the wheel
Said I´d pay the cost to be the boss, so I expect to pay the bill
Should I expect to do some favors? But I expect to keep it real
And I´m expectin´ ´em to hate me, way I shine this shit, for real
But I ain´t respectin´ niggas, fallin´ ´bout no money or no girls
I´m givin´ bad bitches spaces, I got money out this world
And I be shinin´ like a star, on top of that, they know I´m thorough
My niggas locked behind the walls, on top of that, I´m payin´ bills

And paintin´ pills for all my niggas that got life inside them cells
And I will, I´m breakin´ bread with billi´ boys, they know my heart is pure
You reach and I start drawin´, ´cause I know the art of war
I know that they ain´t on the shit we on and that´s for sure
I´m knowin´ that for sure
You ain´t talkin´ ´bout no money when you talkin´, I´m like, "What you talkin´ for?"
When them new Benzes had dropped, me and Chino had bought two more
Got the whole city poppin´, from Philly to Baltimore
I really should talk some more, motivation for all of y´all
Label callin´ on the line and I know what they callin´ for

They callin´ ´bout them Ms, ´bout them losses, them wins
I can show you how to make a boss out your mans
Turn your car to a Benz, but it´ll cost you your friends
They be waitin´ on your downfall, if you fall, that´s the end
But if you win, they come around more and all make amends
I seen, cross my heart, hope to die, fuck niggas, I mean
Hundred shooters, I survived, beat the streets on the jeans
Livin´ life on the edge
Shorty said I´m livin´, like a price on my head
Got the pipe out of bed, I´m tryna get a nigga right from what he did
I´m tryna take a nigga life from what he said, too many nights from seein´ red

Too many, too many nights from seein´ red