Meek Mill

T-Pain (Freestyle)

Lion Hearted

Location: Toronto; Status: five star hotel, Four Seasons. Them chumps right upstairs, they know not to come down here playin' no real niggas. Mood; I'm still up countin' five hundred thousand cash. Nicki in the bedroom sleep, life is good

Audemar shinin' like it need a light bill

These niggas dick ride like they don't even like girls

A hundred thousand for the jet, yeah that's the flight bill

Damn, cost four bricks to go to the LIV nigga

Whole squad on some shit, that's how we live nigga

Twenty-five bad bitches what we did nigga

That's fifty different Louboutins bleedin' red nigga

Whew, I ain't blood and I ain't crippin' neither

On the phone with the plug talkin' Justin Bieber

I made milly last week and I ain't touch it neither

Straight cash tryna give 'em straight gas

Catch you out in Brooklyn, get your chain tookin'

My Philly boys'll creep up on you when you ain't lookin'

With your lil memes, I be with the real queen

Screamin' free the real Preme, we be doin' real things

Pull up with a bad bitch, whippin' somethin' real mean

Marchin' all these fuckin' drums on me like a drill team

I be with my young niggas, all they know is kill things

See an OVO chain, probably take that shit

Said dreamin' wasn't enough, we had to chase that shit

You ain't write it' nigga, we caught ya, can't erase that shit

And you claimin' you HOV now? Why you state that shit?

Man I hate that shit, niggas be talkin' out they face

But soon as you body somethin' they be singin' like they Drake

Wait, niggas dancin' like they fruitcakes

Hotline Bling don't get no bing up in this new Wraith

Pull up on the plug, swap that bag with the suitcase

Tory from the 6, you hatin' on him, Lord knows

Culture vulture, now it's time to pay the tolls

Soft as the lacrosse team, boy that's word to HOV

No reply, word to God I'm on the floor still

Me and Nicki watchin' the Sixers, I'm closin' more deals

Dreamchasers' double MG, we got the door sealed

Roc Nation, Atlantic Records, I'm on my fourth deal

Asked me to hold the DC chain, now you on some shit

Omelly told me get it back cause he's like "boy's a bitch"

And I'm like, let him get it took cause we gon' charge 'em trips

Fuckboy, huh charge you triple the way this real nigga stamp. Chasers, ahh. Location: Philly; Mood: Glock with 30; Status: triple OG, never been disrespected without retaliation, chump

I've been in the hood for like a year straight

Sippin' dirty, it be hard for me to stand straight

When I was sellin' hard crack you was scared straight

I dropped 9 and bought the Rollie with the red face

Meek the one that got the mil, the one that got the deal

I'm still lampin' with the shooters and they poppin' pills

These niggas like to rap diss they get popped for real

It's time to son these pussy rappers, I'm their pop for real

I'm the type to fuck your mom cause she's a thot for real

And I ain't got one, my pump playin' shotgun

Quarterback that Glock, Cam Newton, and you catch a hot one

And for the fam I'll keep shootin' until the cops come

Reload, double back, hold up cuz, I got one

Official only respect official and you are not one

No, we are not them, we be on some other shit

Deep in them trenches, duckin' narcotics and the government

Tracin' the dollar, flippin' that product, tryna double shit

Hah, hey Meek Mill man, I'ma start running down on these niggas too. Real rap, these niggas soft and they frauds, check DC record nigga, we flawless. Any nigga stepped up to the fuckin' plate got rolled over. I ain't just talkin' to be talkin', nigga, check the resume. How many times we got to fuck the city up for you niggas to pay homage. Fuck you niggas talking bout nigga? Slide through 20 deep, I'm talkin' bout 7 Rolls Royces, 3 Maybachs, 20 Rollies, 30 Cubans, 25 bad bitches, 25 Chanel bags, 6 Caddie trucks, jumbo jets. Stop playin' nigga, we came from nothin'

T-Pain (Freestyle)

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