Meek Mill - ROBBIE SON lyrics

Meek Milly

The one with the nappy braids
Papi

Life short but my money long
I go through shit and still act
Like it ain't nothing wrong
Know what they on they get
The number to my other phone
I only started rapping so
I could put my brothers on

Grew up in hatred we was
Letting thotties love us wrong
Bending trxs through the trenches
Til they can't trail us home
And I'm super rich give me
A switch and still can put it on
Nigga's asking where I been
I tell 'em I been puttin on



She begging me to put it on
Praying that I put her on
Take her to the jeweler get
That patek here put it on
Imma pop my shit that's
Automatic and gone put it on
Nigga's with me banging different
Gangs for me they get along

I be on that other shit
All this dream chasing got me runnin shit
I just left from Ghana
I was busing moves up
With the government
Flew out with some vibes
About to fly me in some other shit
This money came with power
And I'm loving it

Mannnn I be playing dumb
They ain't even know I was intelligent
Til they seen me turn
That Honda accord to a cullinan
Audemars in my closet and they skeleton
I had paid 300 but on the street
It go for seven cent

I never sent my homie
On a mission I won't slide on
Never buss no paper with a bitch
Before I put my guys on
Still a spin a rolls the same corner
Nigga's died on
In a ghost tryna see if Nigga's souls
Need a ride home

I'm a whole nother level then these nigga's
You can not get on my level through these bitches
And I know I'm rich as fuck
But I don't never think I'm better then no nigga
I got heart it's whatever what these nigga's

I'm a shark I will swim I will walk
I will pedal to it nigga
Just to make it to st Barts
And live life better with my nigga's

Brr

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It ain't all rapping I'm talking
To Robert Kraft about Lamar Jackson
Love me in my hood I'm freeing nigga's
And got lost past it
Got it out the mud I can't even
Tell you how this all happened
Casino I take ten grand to
A Million like I'm doing magic

Going savage Louie Virgil got the soft fabric
Virgil maybach lookin like it got some timbs on it
Equity on the backend
And the front I want M's on it
And definitely I'm gone tax em what
I want because I been doing it

Been having nigga's talkin crazy
On the net can't even bend pass
100k in cash just like them cars
That make me spin fast
Ain't no limit on it Percy miller
I got this shit mastered
I promise

Riding in a tank
On my way to the bank
No god don't judge I cut em off just
From the way that he think
County estate
I done it all got me scraping
A shank Richest nigga in the county
Ain't no taking my plate

Ain't no making me wait
I'm going right in
I was on the block when the cops
Was out there striking us like lightning
Throwing lefts from right straight
At this system like I'm Tyson it's biten Way
We living life this shit is trifling

Lawyers slime me out said feds
Comin ain't no fighting
He said you won't get
To be meek mill you get indicted
He don't know my back get
To the wall I got excited
I'm rapping to the sun come up
In my cell and I ain't tired

My celly he was wired
He fighting a body he about to go
To trial he hear me rapping he get inspired
They want give 'em life won't send him back til he expire
He was kinda nervous going to practice with the choir

I told him only god can judge him
When he feel the fire
Say he lose his case then he gone turn
Into Michael Myers
Seen it in my face when
I had told him I ain't lyin
I'm gone make it out them trenches
With them millions
I ain't dying