[Meek Mill] I fell in love with this money shit Got in the game and I´m lovin´ it
I gotta pray like a hunnid times I can´t believe how it´s comin´ in I got the Patek, the Richard Mille Bustdown Rollie, AP, and the Skeleton And I just jumped out the Cullinan And I still got my soul, I ain´t sellin´ it And I still got my pole, I ain´t tuckin´ it Niggas sayin´ it´s love, I know it´s not I just walked out the club with twenty thots And they all ´bout to fuck me right on the spot I just woke up this morning and bought a drop ´Bout to shit on these niggas, no Porta-Pot I had to whip, then sellin´ that water weight Gotta get it all to ´em before it drop I´ma keep it real with you before I lie I´ma make like a billion ´fore I die I´ve been keepin´ that milli right on my side When I go out to Philly, it´s war outside
I´ve been layin´ low, blowin´ this cash, lately I done spent like a mil´ on Rodeo Drive I heard my opps been mad lately I was surprised he still alive
[Meek Mill & Shy Glizzy] None of these niggas can kill the vibe None of these niggas can kill the vibe Bodies gon´ drop, they say it´s smoke It´s crazy ´cause I´m on the killer´s side All of my niggas still slang dope Deep in the jungle, they still alive No situations, I ain´t fooled We ´bout to win, I can feel the vibe (Young Jefe Holmes)
[Shy Glizzy] We ´bout to win, and I feel the vibes (Ah)
Pray that I look in my killer eyes (Ah) How he ran, he still alive? (What?) We steady screamin´ out "Free the guys" (What? What?) I went from a million top five (Top five) You know numbers they don´t lie (No sir) No I can´t beef with these broke guys Our mobs that they gon´ die (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I´m a rich nigga, wrist, call me six figures (Ice) Eenie meenie miney mo, I choose a bitch, she get litter (Get lit) Certified Glizzy, yeah I like to scratch niggas (God damn) But who are you to say that I won´t be the next trigger (God damn, God damn) Now let me tell you ´bout myself Yeah I´m the big boss if you didn´t know (Boss)
And even before I had a check, I was pullin´ up with them different hoes (Uh-huh) I bet you have love for the opps but that ain´t the way they see me though (Ah) I hit the opp block, hop out with that Glock and the finger roll (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[Meek Mill] None of these niggas can kill the vibe None of these niggas can kill the vibe Bodies gon´ drop, they say it´s smoke It´s crazy ´cause I´m on the killer´s side All of my niggas still slang dope Deep in the jungle, they still alive No situations, I ain´t fooled We ´bout to win, I can feel the vibe, damn