Meek Mill - The Trillest lyrics

[Hook: Meek Mill] Was the money good?, Was em b**hes bad? Was them f**in' good? Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly? If your friends say you're loyal, throw your rollies in the sky For the trillest, for the trillest As the champagne pours and the campaign roars And the lights shine bright every night that plug, for the trillest [Verse 1: Meek Mill] See my momma cry too many tears And we been broke like too many years It ain't too many kids, a couple homies, there ain't too many there And they all gotta eat, they got too many kids To many kids with no fathers, doing too many bids Too many bids, just gave 'em kids too many years As soon as you get that money, that's sooner they appear Some [?] as soon as you share And yeah, I've been losin' touch with my family, it ain't the same I should've gave my sister some money, but I made it rain I should've hit the crib with my son and play a game But instead I ended up at the j**eler to make a chain It's saying saying when you make money it make you change Like four quarters, the fourth quarter, I made a lane sh**, I had to walk forward they talkin' 'bout takin' trains And takin' planes, I put the work in and made a name But the question is... [Hook: Meek Mill] Was the money good?, Was them b**hes bad? was they f**in' good? Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly? If your friends say you're loyal, throw your rollies in the sky For the trillest, for the trillest As the champagne pours and the campaign roars And the lights shine bright every night that plug, for the trillest [Verse 2: Meek Mill] I never wanted to be like Mike, I wanted to be like Mitch Now all the lil' n***as wanna be like this I wear my chain in any city, let you see my sh** Cause I earned that, it's on me, I'mma keep that sh** I got blood on my money, ether in my soul Do you know the feeling durin' Easter with no clothes? Now it's stars in the ceiling, bringing ether out the rose With the curtains on the windows, I'm just peepin' at my ghost Money made me iller, already was realer Young kings k**in', young kings over skrilla That's why I ride around mac on me like I was Miller Or Reggie when I shoot for that three They drop fetty, that's good money Come to my city, we talk heavy and die young When we get some paper, we cop Prezis [?] 20 inch rims for the dope boy Sellin' that coke boy, trappin' on your note boy Got that [?] off money, f** I need a note for!? In them school hallways like "f** I need a note for!?" We ain't wanna go to cla**, was sellin' coke raw The principal was coppa too, hit him with a snowball [Hook: Meek Mill] Was the money good?, Was them b**hes bad? was they f**in' good? Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly? If your friends say you're loyal, throw your rollies in the sky For the trillest, for the trillest As the champagne pours and the campaign roars And the lights shine bright every night that plug, for the trillest [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Lookin' for that intro I was at the dealer lookin' for another Benzo Match kicks with my Kenzo, young n***a Heart of a lion, hungry as hippo When I was on my last, nobody ain't tell me sh** though Flow slicker than Crisco, n***as talkin', I get low Do my thing, they jump back, know how that sh** go And they still say I'm arrogant I'm still eatin' steak with the asparagus When I get that money like I married it 1 milly, 2 milly, 3 milly, buried it Since they say I'm underground, I run that b**h like Harriet Rolls Royce pushin' real slow like a chariot Pull up on 'em n***as that got to me, sh**, embarra**in' I'mma real n***a with money, never trash it You a fake n***as with money, it's no comparison Told me that I couldn't get signed when I was rappin' it And told me I couldn't do songs when I was battlin' They told me that I couldn't be trap, I started trappin' it Never listen to 'em, oh well, sh** is immaculate I'mma just go sit up in this back again Smoke the weed and laugh at 'em Make a couple million by accident Couple n***as dropped on Twitter say they back again Couple months later on Twitter they say us laxative sh**ted on 'em Nicky voice, did it on 'em Benjamins Plently of 'em Benjamins, semi on 'em a many on a- Whole 'nother level from before now Tell my n***as when I see a hundred mil its going down When I made my first mil, I was like "it's on now" Then I made my second mil, money on the floor now Then I made my third mil, I'm like "I need more now?" I got in my zone and that money started pourin' down Every time I hit the booth, microphone torn down We couldn't get a pair of Pumas, we up in the store now, b**hes!