Meek Mill - Early Mornings lyrics

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 taste
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
Love the way it feel
Hangin' 'round the vultures
Knowin' this Richard cost a mil'
Hold up, let me take the wheel
Said it pay the cost to be the boss
So I expect to pay the bill
Shit, I expect to do some favors
But I expect you keep it real
And I'm expectin' 'em to hate me
Way I shine and 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 been shinin' like a
Star, on top of that
They know I'm thorough
My niggas locked behind them bars
On top of that, i'm payin' bills
And payin' appeals for all my niggas
That got life inside them cells
They know I real, 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 sin, cross my heart, hope
To die, fuck niggas, i mean it
Hundred shooters, I survived
Beat the streets, i'm a genius
Livin' life on the edge
Shorty said I'm livin'
Like a price on my head
Got the pipe out of bed
Then try and 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