Meek Mill - Energy (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Lickwood means “rewind”, gunshot means “forward” You requested it so we rewind Omelly what’s up Small side one-eight BH we straight North side Burks what up Philly! [Verse] I got enemies got a lot of enemies I don’t really f**kk with these n***aaas in the industry Know a couple n***aaas from the hood want to finish me And put me on a t-shirt RIP and memory So I’m riding around with a drum and a Glock On the gram n***aaas said I couldn’t come to my block So I came through that b**hhhh me myself in a drop n***aaas know they touch me bllllrrrrr something get dropped Man I don’t bang with these s**ers I don’t play with no hoes I do the walk through for 60 and get like 80 a show And I don’t got out no single I thinking maybe they know Meek Milly realest to do it and I can play at the floor ya heard I got enemies got a lot of enemies We f**kking to Dej Loaf me you and some Hennessy She gon’ s** me off ’til she drain me of my energy Flexing, it be f**kking with these n***aaas mentally Is Instagram hurting your heart n***aaa VS stones on me still work in the dark n***aaa Hundred and six shots pull up and park n***aaas Jump in the big drop bu*ton to start n***aaa Murder was the case that they gave us spanked it Real n***aaas back in style they should thank us All these rap a** n***aaas really wa*ksters Real recognize the real you a stranger Hoes sell their souls for some baller alert n***aaas and they fake j**els need a frauding alert Put me on watch buster tell ’em all what its worth Bet they say couple milli Audemar with the works New roll bust down call that Big Meech Every time I drop sh**ttt hot fish grease Every time you drop it is not that heat Called your album seven days boy that sh**ttt weak Motivating the hood still hot in the burbs Still getting this money they think we got them birds Every time I spit that’s a thousand a word Spoke it right to the system they say its power in words n***aaa we chosen we was chosen Me Omelly had them hoes in now its Rollses Back to back screaming told ya n***aaas owed us And they said they would expose us never showed us f**kk them n***aaas though I got enemies got a lot of enemies They was just cooling with me hating call them frienemies I ain’t really tripping we got arms like a centipede Cause if I lose my cool I could turn them into memories I’m gone I said I’m gone Be the same n***aaas hating on the Chasers man we ain’t put them on f**kk them n***aaas though