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Meek Mill
Meek Mill
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Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
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Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
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Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
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Scott Storch
Scott Storch
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The MeKanics
The MeKanics
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Most of us successful people could tell you a story About when they wasn't fucking with us Now that we're at the top, y'all ain't fucking with us They ain't fuck with me when my money low Now they tryna ride cause my money long These niggas ain't shit, half million dollar whip, nigga Tell your bitch suck a rich nigga dick They may hate like I ain't grind for this shit But I ain't tripping cause you niggas ain't fucking with me Tell 'em "nah, nah you niggas ain't fucking with me" Yeah, when the money came all the hoes came too These niggas started hating, I guess that's what fame do And I remain who? Me! Still be with the same crew None of my niggas don't fall out for bitches They falling for money, we ain't you, we ain't y'all niggas Started with a dollar and I turned that to a million Now the chasers in the building, it ain't hard nigga I'm like oh lord what a feeling when you pull up Drop the ceiling on them suckers that was watching while we starve They got fat and I got slim so I shitted on them niggas when I got in My homie caught me for some paper [?] More money than you can ever think Now we buying more PJ than we can ever drink More than we could ever swallow Get money that's my motto When you in the lead there's nothing to follow I know... These niggas ain't shit, half million dollar whip, nigga Tell your bitch suck a rich nigga dick They may hate like I ain't grind for this shit But I ain't tripping cause you niggas ain't fucking with me Tell 'em "nah, nah you niggas ain't fucking with me" When the money came all the problems came too And when the problems came all they had to blame was you And niggas said I changed, you would probably change too When niggas is hating they catching them vapors And mad at favors that you ain't do They gon' switch sides I could tell you suckers want me gone Before I let my mama mourn, you know Ima let that shit fly And I used to get it on Selling crack til it was dawn Moving fish, and I ain't talking bout no fish fry And the reason they can't keep up, cuz when they sleep you know we up We move kilos, then re-up I do one lap, then I speed up With your plan A you couldn't be us Or see us, when it's game time And it's 4th quarter now let's D up Ima be up, with my feet up And Ima eat up, every beat up That they feed us, as a fetus I had more stripes than Adidas And my dawg told me don't ease up, kill these niggas And when I do murder them all me and my Philly niggas These niggas ain't shit, half million dollar whip, nigga Tell your bitch suck a rich nigga dick They may hate like I ain't grind for this shit But I ain't tripping cause you niggas ain't fucking with me Tell 'em "nah, nah you niggas ain't fucking with me" I'm on a decade of dominating the game With the legends, the hottest MCs, and the new niggas It's me! They ain't fuckin' wit me It's the [?] DC 3
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Michael F. Hernandez, Daystar Peterson, Carlos Suarez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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