Meek Mill - Love My Team lyrics

I'm ready

Love my team, I'll die for them niggas, ahh
(Real rap) hating-ass niggas in my circle
Had to cut 'em out (Cut 'em)
Gold-digging-ass bitches
Fuck 'em then it's fuck em all (Fuck 'em)
Had my niggas locked down
So I'm screaming fuck the law (I'm riding)
Strap on, clip bent, riding in the Cadillac
(Caddy) jack boys looking at me
And they know I ain't having that (Uh, uh)
Let them niggas pump you up
Like you just had an asthma attack
I'll hit you with that rat-a tat
Change your mind like "Matter fact"
Bow! We just like the Mafia (Mob) , body you
Break the code of silence, nigga
We gon' 'Luminati you (yeah)
Pull up in that black thing
"Phantom of the Opera" (Skrt)
We be selling fish scales
Just to make tilapia (yeah)
I be up all night
Chasing down them Benjamins
You should see this money
All these pretty hoes I'm swimming in
Walking to the stage
Singing "Not Afraid" by Eminem
Take me to the boss, bitch
I don't deal with middlemen (Nope, ha)

I'm about whatever, man
Fuck what they talking about
Their opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters
Awww, and we do it how we do it
All up in your face, man
I hate to put you through it
I be up all night
(All night) whole crew in here
'Cause I don't really know who
I'ma lose this year
Awww, man, I love my team, man
I love my team (yeah)
I'll die for them niggas, awww (yeah)

If Omelly tell me
"Fuck her" I'ma fuck her (Fuck her)
And if my nigga like her
Swear to God that I won't touch her (Never)
'Cause loyalty is everything
Them niggas like my brothers
If you don't see me with them everyday
Most likely I don't trust 'em
So it's fuck 'em i'm a northsider nigga
(North)
With a southsider attitude (Southside)
Got the streets already
Now I'm coming to take the avenues
(Gimme that) broke them niggas love you
You get money, they get mad at you (Haters)
"Like why Tip ain't sign you yet?"
'Cause I ain't never ask him to (Never)
Haaaa! Just look at my wrist (Bling)
You look like that and I look like this
(This) i'm looking Rozayish and you
Looking like Chris (Ha)
Old played-out-ass nigga, hating on me
Broke bitch it's whatever man
Fuck what they talking 'bout
Niggas diss me in they raps, see me
Try to talk it out (Frauds)
I just look 'em in they eyes
It ain't shit to talk about
'Cause if we catch 'em without the crowd
We gon' chalk 'em out ha!

I'm about whatever man
Fuck what they be talking 'bout
Their opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters
Awww, and we do it how we do it
All up in your face, man
I hate to put you through it
I be up all night, whole crew's in here
'Cause I don't really know who
I'ma lose this year
Man, I love my team, man, I love my team
I'll die for them niggas, awww

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