Millidelphia (feat. Swizz Beatz)

Woo! Show time King's back, argh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Pulling off in the 215 Told you it's Meek time Meek time, it's Meek time, argh For the love of the city (for the city) All my niggas on the block (on the block) 12 o'clock, we ain't wheeling (we ain't wheeling) Fuck 12 and the cops (fuck 12) They wanna see me in the cage I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, goddamn Who love the streets? (Meek, Meek) Who dropping heat? (Meek, Meek) Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley truck Rest of them motherfuckers see? (Meek) Who dropping shit through the worst? (Meek) Who really dropping that fire? (Meek) Back on the water, they listen when I speak Who got the key to the streets? (Meek) They was screaming "Free Meek!" (yeah) Now Meek free, judge tryna hold me (talk to 'em) Remember back when I was dead broke Pretty bitches, they ain't even know me (zoom) Taught these niggas how to post up on the jet For the 'gram, busting Rollies (talk to 'em) 'Member that? I'ma be humble But I need receipts 'cause these niggas up (Philly, stand up) Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me average (woo) Jumping out the Wraith with a bad bitch (damn) At the Clearport, moonwalking (woo) Wrist all glitter, Michael Jackson (damn) Nigga bad, messin' with the rachet (gah damn) Same with the internet capping (gah damn) When we do a hit, it's a murder Shit'll get ugly like a catfish Who came and tripled this work? (Meek) Who shall inherit the Earth? (Meek) Who see the plug, get 'em dirt (cheap) I get 'em bad bitches thirs-ty Make it rain on 'em, pourin' champagne on 'em Bad bitches do whatever I say (wait) I bought a Rolls-Royce just to burn that shit And set that shit on fire, niggas (gah damn) For the love of the city (for the city) (zoom) All my niggas on the block (on the block) (zoom) 12 o'clock, we ain't wheelin' (we ain't wheelin') (zoom) Fuck 12 and the cops (fuck 12) (fuck them) They wanna see me in the cage, I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, gah damn Who love the streets? (Meek, Meek) Who dropping heat? (Meek, Meek) Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley truck Rest of them motherfuckers see? (Meek) Who dropping shit through the worst? (Meek) Who really dropping that fire? (Meek) Back on the water, they listen when I speak Who got the key to the streets? (Meek) Who really popping shit? (Popping shit) Came to your city and got it lit? (Got it lit) All of these pretty hoes I done hit (pretty hoes) You better pray that I got a bitch (got a bitch) I show no mercy on niggas' hoes (niggas' hoes) All I gotta do is just like a pic' (woo) If you a opp, I'ma buy your bitch (buy your bitch) This for the trap, this's not a hit (woo) Nigga, I'm a icon living, huh Jumping on the chopper outta prison, huh Bunch of supermodels wanna visit, huh I'ma let her lover get a picture, huh Aventador, Aventador, Aventador (skurt, skurt) Turn your hellcat into a kitten (vroom) I can smell rat niggas snitching (niggas snitching) Touch down and it's back to the business Who they say that's dropping that work? (Meek) Who hit them bad bitches first? (Meek) Who charge 250 a verse? (Meek) Who rap and still get you murked? (Meek) Cops try put me on the north side of Philly 'Cause I'm still popping wheelies like what? New jewelry, new money on the way And I just ordered that Rolls-Royce truck, ya dig? For the love of the city (for the city) All my niggas on the block (on the block) 12 o'clock, we ain't wheeling (we ain't wheeling) Fuck 12 and the cops (fuck 12) They wanna see me in the cage, I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, gah damn Who love the streets? (Meek, Meek) Who dropping heat? (Meek, Meek) Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley truck Rest of them motherfuckers see? (Meek) Who dropping shit through the worst? (Meek) Who really dropping that fire? (Meek) Back on the water, they listen when I speak Who got the key to the streets? (Meek) P-H-I double L-Y, he that guy He never gon' lie, forever be fly I've been that nigga, I can swear to my God Cross my heart and put that on my mom I bought her Patek ice, setting the time Like Kim Jong, I been ready to bomb I get gone, take a jet to Dubai You not a hundred, nigga, 75 You play big, must be ready to die Nigga for f'ing with I! (Meek)