Meek Mill - Philadelphia Freestyle (Drake Diss) lyrics

I been
I been looking on the motherfuckin’ internet
And I been seeing a lot of niggas
On Gram with fake busted ass things
If you from Philly
And you rep for Meek Milly
Make some fuckin’ noise
You don’t wanna see my Philly
Niggas hanging out the window
Like we’re tryna spot Ricky
And shout out to the niggas that
Showed me they not with me
Shit, I don’t think it’s bout no rapping
It’s about Nicki he told us he was first in
Line but it got tricky
I still wake up with the lady that
You said you first in line with
Did five months, came home
That’s perfect timing to make a sucka nigga
Look sucka without trying
If Quentin Miller wrote that shit
Why were we buying?
Might as well go and get his tape
Is he good or is he great?
Niggas turn to hoes
Caitlyn Jenners turn to Drizzy Drakes
Woah shit, we in Philly right?
See I represent the niggas that
Come from the bottom
If you started from nothing
Make some fuckin' noise in this bitch
I said when I first seen my
Homie sitting in the casket
Is when I first went to get the ratchet
Shit is real
The fuckin' crackers itching to do
Me like Emmett Till
And I can smell death in the
Air and you the kill
When you was still out in
The field toting them Glocks
Man, he was still with wheelchair
Jimmy rolling them blocks
My momma used to hold them
Berettas when it was hot
Your momma used to peek out the
Window and call the cops
And the nerve of y’all niggas
Saying y'all started from the bottom
When the real niggas dying, cops killing
Metal flying all that bullshit you selling
Real niggas never buy
Uh, I got word from the six
Niggas say you testified
When they ran up on you
Fuck knows how many I got
Let's turn up, we in fuckin' Philly
Let's get it