Meek Mill - Raw lyrics

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I asked my little b**h if she seen a brick and she said no I told that little b**h look at my wrist and she said oh You on some bullsh**, with that point like Eric Snow My n***a B move them O's like he playing tic tac toe Now and we both going in, like a got a curfew You don't get no money, paper shorter than commercial Let me hear you n***as plotting on me, I'm a murk you Have my goons at your crib every day like Urkel One day I go f** a b**h, then I be like f** a b**h Have her try to bust my windows out like [?] Cause I got another b**h and she even badder Looking like Beyonce, but that don't even matter Cause I ball hard, I play for team Louie They whole clique s** my dick, that's team chewy Rocks in the Bezel, all husky face blew it Since a lil' n***a used to talk that sh** like Stewie Who he, Louie had Louis chicks, Louis shirts, Louis belt Walked up in the Louis store and tell 'em I want the shelf Buy the whole mannequin, n***as and they shenanigans Go get 'em sent to Hahnemann, shoot 'em like we gambling Or hit 'em like its blackjack bout to get my mac back Once I trade these handguns, I'm trying to feed my grandson I'm having million dollar dreams And hundred dollar nightmares thinking 'bout the cream Ok, black Impalla, black rims, black tims, black ice All black everything, flowing through the back night Black flooded rollie on, looking like a flashlight Tryna get that black car money b**h cash life