Meek Mill, Vory - Middle of It lyrics

(We got Xander) yeah
(Yo Nick Papz, make it slap)

I'm not the leader but follow the lead
Poppin' some shit that's out of your league
Shawty identical, Bella Hadid
(Shawty identical)
She beggin', tellin' me "Please"
The Patek keep tellin' her to freeze
(Freeze) she think I tell her to chill and
I'm tryna tell her to leave (Leave)
Woah, woah, woah bendin' in the corner, I
(Bendin', bendin')
Bendin' the corner, I jumped out some shit
I think you know about times it was lit
Seventeen summers been runnin' this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I heard lil' shawty was fuckin' a Crip
Bought her a blue Birkin now I got her
Whole crew workin' on me
Suckin' that dick, woah (Woah, woah)
I do not parlay with thots (I don't)
I'd rather party with Glocks
Hangin' with killers and callin' the shots
(yeah)
Niggas be beefin' with gang, can't go to
The club, we in all the spots, yeah
Niggas be beefin' with gang, no
Cuffin' no hoes, yeah, all of them thots
All of my homies a hunnid and more (Woo)
Ain't got a honey bun, go to the store (Woo)
Not to demean you but I gotta teach
You, if you want this money
You doin' your chores
Washin' your dishes, the rags and the riches
The Glock with the switches
We handlin' business
We go on a mission, we don't do no bitching
Now spend like a ticket, we goin' to court
(yeah) judge and the DA like "Fuck
Is you doin' this
For?" you know I was goin' to war
She tried to lynch me and give
Me two and a four
I left it in a hole in the floor
Left on the chopper, I feel like I'm Chapo
I got out that bitch and I turn up some more
Went to Miami for four hunnid thousand
To roll up some loud with a boat on the water
(Woah)

Blood still treat me like fam
My youngboy go with his daughter (Facts)
Beat the casino for two to four
Million and text my account, it's slaughter
(Facts) i made a fifty now I
Want a hunnid, a billi'
It go in that order (Facts) ha!

Daddy died by a 44
I be livin' like a warlord
'Member I was shackled CSC up
Now I'm back to backin' in a four door
Million dollars worth of jewelry on
No insurance on, like
"What's goin' on?"
In the trenches like it's regular
People think that I be showin' off
All these niggas talkin' they be goin' off
Gotta blow it off left my youngin' with the
Presidential at the
Waldorf to hit a star raw
Told me as soon as he got it
He dip it inside it and goin' in raw dog
I give a fuck she an
Actress, a singer, or model
I pray it don't fall off let's pray
All these hoes still fuckin'
Ran up a check and you know how we bummin'
Get to a milli' then run up them Bentleys
I'm fresh outta Philly
You know we ain't runnin'
I see these niggas talk shit on the internet
Catch 'em in traffic
I know it ain't nothin'
I told my youngin' to spin and to let out
As soon as he let out I throwed a little sum
(Brr)

Boss in my hood, I'm like Richard Porter
I just fucked a dime for free
And she ain't get a quarter
But I still wired the five racks
Because that shit was water gang! Ha!

All the money that I sent you
That don't last too long pussy good
I might just have to put my crew on
Ten years runnin' shit
And she know that I'm two on
Baby, don't be surprised if I ain't shoot
A drop before the team or somethin'
I know you started with nothin'
Always startin' something but wanna talk
About nothin', oh yeah, yeah
And please don't be surprised if I
Shoot the fuckin' broads, girl
You know how it goes
Girl, you know how it goes, oh yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah shawty for the downfall
She must been around y'all
So please don't be surprised if I
Shoot or fuck the team, or somethin'
'Cause you started with nothin'
Always turning nothings to somethings yeah
Oh baby