Meek Mill - The Drill lyrics

Ace Hood, Game what up ni**a? Yeah [Verse 1: Ace Hood]Thank god momma son made it At twenty three Still remembering a struggle Hidden deep in me Momma gone, ain't no single Daddy memory I became my own man the age Of seventeen Trying make this money flip like It's a trampoline I was hard headed, grandfather Diabetic I was trying do it big, like I was Faith Evans Praying to the heavens, I can see My daughter smile Know she watching now that Daddy rip this record down Know I love you baby, tell my God I said whatup' And know I seen em' just Meeting ends, so my family up I should pray harder, instead I Tote a pistol Speed dollar k**ers running if I Ever whistle Real n***a, that's just my Genetics Hustle hard got my money doing Calisthenics I stretch paper, every dollar bill [Hook: Ace Hood] X2 n***as cry tears, when I see my First meal (First Meal) Bad b**h wit' me bet she know The drill Bad b**h wit' me bet she know The drill Bad bad b**h wit' me bet she Know the drill [Verse 2: Game]I gotta' bad b**h wit' me, and She know the drill And she know my ex, X pill She only listen to me, Ace, and Meek Mill I told her tat my name on it, so I Know it's real She know the value of a dollar Bill She know how real or fake them Counterfeit hunded's feel She know the difference Between Derrick Rose and D- Wade She know the difference Between being broke and Stayin', paid She know the difference Between vuve and spades She know the difference Between warrants and raves Never confuse when talkin' Glocks and dem' K's Show her the shoe, she put a Number on dem' J's Like, it dem' is cool grays I'm like, dem' is cool shades I'm like, dem' is Spike Lee's She like, yeah schooldays And she bang the documentary Still Said that motherf**a' cold Yeah, Buffalo Bill [Hook][Verse 3: Meek Mill]I ain't never ran from nobody And I never will Lunch time on these n***as, cuz' I'm on my second meal I just dropped a mixtape, lookin' Like my second deal Club live thirty bottles, and I'm On my second bill And I be gettin' high as my Electric bill Ask bout' me in the hood, they Say I'm extra real Cuz' ain't nobody never rob me, I Ain't never squeal And ain't nobody never try, my n***as love to k** Ridin' round wit' chuck, but it Ain't a game though My black wall n***as, told me You a lame though The block got a beam on it, like Kano But man it took some lemon Squeeze's, just to split your Mango My down b**h, never count to Counterfeit Cuz' you know the real from Fake, I had to learn some sh** Before I ever thought of rap, I Had a pound to get And the piece is steel, I never Thought I see a mill