Meek Mill - Miss Me lyrics

[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