[Skit: Maleek]
Get it right Terio
Ooh, ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em, ooh
[Intro: Meek Mill]
You ready? You ready?
I don't think they is
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move they lips
I spit crack for my n***as that be moving bricks
With they exclusive b**h
Sippin' on Amaretto when she loose and sh**
n***as sleeping on me then I Freddy Krueger sh**
With a few Philly n***as that be shootin' sh**
I'm like Dre, I wish I had my n***a Snupe for this
Oh, I grew up, I screw up a oz of crack
Then I blew up they knew us before all this rap
I maneuvered with shooters
You f** around with me, get smoked like a hookah
My ruger go booyah, I do it for the streets
You do it for the n***a with the backpack
I do it for the n***as on the corner
Tryna make a meal ticket with a crack pack
Hold up wait a minute let me back track
Hov gave you 24, let you have that
Man you claiming you the king of New York
What the f** wrong with you n***a, step back
Hundred shots, aim straight at your snap cap
Everybody want the crown so I snatch that
Heard your gun go doo-doo-dooo-dooo
Well my gun go blat-blat-blat-blat-blat
What the f** I gotta whisper to n***as
To earn my respect just to get to these n***as
Go Ether, Takeover or Jigga on n***as
Or really go 2Pac and Biggie on n***as
What the f** wrong with him
Like really I'm sick of you n***as
You've been in the game like a year and some change
And you feeling yourself so I'm k**ing these n***as like...
[Bridge: Meek Mill]
(H-h-h-hold up, wait)
Let the beat come back and the streets come back
n***as on the west tryna make the east come back
Make me grow these nappy braids, make the beast come back like
(H-h-h-hold up, wait)
And a n***a f** around get the R.I.C.O Act
Shoot shoot, and one, where my free throw at?
And my lil' n***a Bobby can't eat those flats
Like ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em
Ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
They know Meek Milly, I barely went gold
But Meek Milly look like he sold two million
All this new money I'm getting my n***a
I swear I don't know what to do with it
Yeah it's Meek Milly, I'm bombing on rappers
I really don't give a f** who with 'em
Pair with a n***a like me one time, like me one time
And ya'll forgot about me
Acting like I don't really want mine
What the f** wrong with em
Know how we feeling, let me get back to it
Terio like ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em
Ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em, ooh k** 'em, ooh