Meek Mill - Intro (Flamerz 5) lyrics

Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks
His prey in the night
And he's watching us all with
The eye of the tiger we back
(Yo, Nick Papz make it slap)
Yeah, Dreamchaser shit, nigga
Chasin' that money down like
That shit stole somethin'
Thousand nights, let's get it

Every time I fall, I go even harder
(Evеn harder)
Every time I losе, I get even smarter (I do)
This is not a movement you could be apart of
(It's not) niggas say "It's up"
We take it even further (Brr)
Matte-black jets and in the budget now
(That's in the budget)
Ridin' in the Phantom with a hundred rounds
(Young nigga thuggin')
Heard these niggas talkin'
I can't come around (Can't come around)
Lambo' in the trenches
That's him comin' now (Vroom)
Pop up in your city, like I teleport
(I teleport)
Told her bring her friends to the heliport
(Brr)
Thought he was a goon, fuck he tellin' for?
(Fuck he tellin' for?)
They gon' run him down, so
He can't tell the court, woah
They gon' always hate (They will)
I spent a mill' on watches
But I'm always late
I did my will last night
So papi' always straight
And for the ones that stayed down
I bought them all day dates
I got opps, I got cops
I got thots tryna knock me out my spot
Make it hot, niggas poppin' out with mops
Bend your block
Chopper knock you out your socks (Oh, yeah)
For the L-O-X you out, like The LOX
(Oh, yeah) yeah, I swear to God
Won't let these niggas pass me
(I won't let 'em)
Been layin' low from out them trenches
'cause they've been gettin' crafty (Ah)
Been gettin' rich, and so, these bitches
They've been gettin' nasty (yeah)
And if it ain't no ownership
Don't forget to max me
Don't forget to pay me (Don't forget)
'Cause I just made like twenty million
I've been gettin' lazy (Go now)
Havin' a threesome on a jet
This shit been gettin' crazy (Hold that)
And she gon' drown she in that water
'cause this shit too wavy (Oh, yeah)
How many times I gotta win? (Gotta win?)
To verify to, y'all, I am him
I don't break, I don't fold, i don't bend
(I don't bend)
Indoor outdoor pool, but I don't swim
(Slatt)
Outside Dyckman shit, up out the rim (yeah)
Sideline VS stones jump out the gym
Only twin
Turbos on a Benz when we swerve those