Meek Mill, Dave East, Future - Slippin' lyrics

I'm slippin', I'm fallin' i gotta get up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin' i can't get up
But, I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
I gotta get up i'm slippin', I was fallin'
Yeah I bet I'll get up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
I know I'm gettin' up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin' i better get up
But, I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
I gotta get up

Use that money for motivation
Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
When money talkin'
It can change a conversation
They'd rather see me locked in shackles
Watch me take off i'm dedicated
But, I'm runnin' out of patience
Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up
Until the eighth gone
On medication, me and Satan conversatin'

Okay that lean had me slippin'
Damn dawg you trippin'
Had to tell my niggas and
Stay focused on the mission
Now we at the Grammys, started in the kitchen
And I brought the family
Fuck them other niggas
Cause ain't nobody listen when I
Told 'em I would blow
Now the VIP be crowded every city that I go
Shorty said she like my style, I be thinkin'
"yeah I know"
Would've never gave me play back in
The day when I was broke so I ball hard
Post it on the 'Gram just to motivate 'em
When you're gettin' money, niggas' broke
They supposed to hate it
Hurt my heart when I seen my
Closest homie caught the vapors
Gotta watch 'em closely
Backstabbers didn't poke me
Shot me, brought me down on my knees
Tried to Derrick Rose me
Won 'em a ring, still did me like I was Kobe
Talked down on me when they
Thought that I slipped
You niggas crazy if you thought I would quit
No!

Use that money for motivation
Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
When money talkin'
It can change a conversation
They'd rather see me locked in shackles
Watch me take off i'm dedicated
But, I'm runnin' out of patience
Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up
Until the 8th gone
On medication, me and Satan conversatin'

Yo, bein' broke is so embarrassin'
Got sick of wastin' time
I took some packages to Maryland
Me and Leek
Couple pounds of tree in the caravan
Before I ever wrote a rhyme, I had a scam
Might have been young, but I had a plan
I wanted designer clothes
Pooch was in the kitchen with a lot of coke
I wanted this money since a snotty nose
We was in the staircase
Watchin' fiends driftin' off
Now it's Teterboro flyin' private jets
Liftin' off tell the pilot I just need to
Know when we about to land
I was watchin' Ds sendin' out them vans
Stashed a couple pieces in my Nike sock
Never could I like a cop
My man ain't know his mother
Used to like to cop damn, homie
A Cuban chain and a Rollie'll
Make your man switch
Same one you flipped grams with
And split your sandwich
Meek told me just get this
Money and motivate 'em it's no debatin'
If you broke we ain't got no relation
Harlem!

Use that money for motivation
Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
When money talkin'
It can change a conversation
They'd rather see me locked in shackles
Watch me take off i'm dedicated
But, I'm runnin' out of patience
Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
We drinkin' lean and pourin' up
Until the 8th gone
On medication, me and Satan conversatin'