[Meek Mill]
I been, I been looking on the motherf**in' internet
And I been seeing a lot of n***as on Gram with fake busted a** things
If you from Philly
And you rep for Meek Milly, make some f**in' noise
You don't wanna see my Philly n***as hanging out the window
Like we're tryna spot Ricky
And shout out to the n***as that showed me they not with me
sh**, 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 s**a n***a look s**a without trying
If Quentin Miller wrote that sh**, why were we buying?
Might as well go and get his tape, is he good or is he great?
n***as turn to hoes, Caitlyn Jenners turn to Drizzy Drakes
Woah sh**, we in Philly right?
See I represent the n***as that come from the bottom
If you started from nothing, make some f**in' noise in this b**h
I said when I first seen my homie sitting in the casket
Is when I first went to get the ratchet
sh** is real, the f**in' crackers itching to do me like Emmett Till
And I can smell d**h in the air and you the k**
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 n***as, saying y'all started from the bottom
When the real n***as dying, cops k**ing, metal flying
All that bullsh** you selling, real n***as never buy
Uh, I got word from the six, n***as say you testified
When they ran up on you…
f** knows how many I got
Let's turn up, we in f**in' Philly, let's get it