MEEK MILL lyrics : "It's Levels To This Shit"
See its brackets ^!$$%
Them hoes ain't $#&@ing you cuz you ain't in that bracket ^!$$%
Learn life, its levels to this %#@! young boy
Ay O you feel me
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Lil ^!$$% we don't rock the same clothes, $#&@ the same hoes
Cuz its levels to this %#@!
Lil ^!$$% we don't drive the same whips, we don't $#&@ the same chicks
Cuz its levels to this %#@!
Lil ^!$$% we don't get the same paper, you a mother$#&@in' hater
Boy its levels to this %#@!
Lil ^!$$% cuz its levels to this %#@!
Lil ^!$$% cuz its levels to this %#@!
Oh lord
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Cuz its levels to this %#@!, levels to this %#@!
Can't $#&@ my ho cuz its levels to this (*##$
And I be rocking prada like a devil in this (*##$
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this (*##$
And I'm heavy as it get
Shining like a mother$#&@in' bezel on my wrist
All my ^!$$%s mobbing so we heavy in this (*##$
30 grand for the Muller that's a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine, most saying, young ^!$$% blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
Swerve on 'em, ^!$$%s gotta nerve on 'em
Cuz I heard the feds got 'em and he had them birds on 'em
But a ^!$$% back home and now ^!$$%s roll wit him
Caught a case what you think, ^!$$% $#&@ing told on 'em
I ain't get my %#@! snatched yet
You ain't get your (*##$ back yet
One call, ^!$$%s aim that tech
Blood drawn, headshot ^!$$% brains on step
Hot %#@! if you pop %#@!
And I don't want your opinion if you ain't got %#@!
We young ^!$$%s, we winning I pull up, drop %#@!
Mob %#@!, with more keys than a locksmith
[Hook: Meek Mill]
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Damn Tommy you ain't got no job
DC, we the mother$#&@in' mob
Young ^!$$% getting straight to the money
In a range with your honey, I pull up like ahh
I make them power moves with Jay and them
Them boys shooting don't play with them
Maybach, Rozay and them
Rolling down Collins call Rugs hit the A with them
Compound ^!$$%s live now
If its the finals I'm balling like I'm LeBron now
I call up Auda tell them (*##$es to calm down
I treat the jet like a taxi way the way I'm flying around
And I don't $#&@ with no ^!$$%s
If they don't $#&@ with my ^!$$%s
And I ain't $#&@ing no (*##$es
If they $#&@ing my ^!$$%s
[Hook: Meek Mill]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
One time for the real ^!$$%s
Two times for the bad (*##$es
Y'all suckas be cuffing hoes
Cuz y'all suckas never had (*##$es
I hit the dealer bought another Rolls
That's the reason why you mad ^!$$%
That's the reason why you hating on me
I love balling, my bad ^!$$%
Cuz its levels to this %#@!
Levels to this %#@!
Can't $#&@ my ho cuz its levels to this (*##$
Cuz its levels to this (*##$
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this (*##$
Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up
[Hook: Meek Mill]
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