[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Aye, Aye, I said tell me what's really going on
Philly back up in this b**h I'm ready, I'm in my bag
Sound like I turned and hit them b**hes fast
I wake up early in the morning and go get the cash
Everyday my birthday, I be getting cake b**h
n***as talk about me when they see me never say sh**
Shout to that n***a Puffy cause that Loco got me wasted
Standing on the top just blacking out like I'm a racist
Tip be gotta n***a on some f** a mixtape sh**
Diddy gotta a n***a on some drink Ciroc straight sh**
We at King and Diamonds throwing money by the case b**h
I just came back from jail, and I'm balling Lebron James sh**
Same sh** no different day, swagger blow ya b**h away
I been getting money like my block doing a brick a day
I know n***as dead broke, but they just a lick away
From running in your crib, snatching yours, and being rich today
Hey, hockey team on my wrist b**h
Tell that ho to grab my dick and treat it like a lipstick
Stunt so f**ing hard I make my hater have a hiss fit
n***a you don't feel me you gone smell me like a incense
I been sick, swine flu, matter fact no chicken pox
Wonder how he feel I'm f**ing every single b**h he got
I was at the bottom and I crept up on the tippy top
Shining on these n***as like the diamonds in my wrist and watch
I love Nicki Minaj, I swear ya'll I admit it
I hope one day I can f** her just to say I f**ing hit it
And girl I'm f**ing serious I lick it 'fore I stick it
If you ever hear this verse I'm on your top just like a fitted
Uh, and Philly want that back
You won't even have a show you be in Philly coming back
I make sure I save you verses and put you on every track
I swear to god girl I ain't lying I would k** it from the back
Because I'm gone, yeah I know I"m drawling
If I can can get her now, then I just wait 'til I get on
I don't want you to kiss me, I just wanted to bone
I don't want you to kiss me, I just wanted to bone
And you know I will take you down though
All the way to the ground though
If you wanted to keep your b**h you better not bring her 'round though
If I tell her to hit me, then you know that she gone
She be screaming she miss me, instead of calling my phone
Oh sh**, mother f**er god damn
Mah is you f**in' or not, like Cam
I'm out Miami in the RA going ham
P my pa**enger
[?] stunting in the lamb'
My n***a [?] in the lamb' too
Up and down on Collins, bending corners like we bamboo
Stunting on my old hoes they see me be like damn boo
Call me Jackie Turner all these hoes that I done ran through
I'm gone, I tell them b**hes that I'm gone