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dreams worth more than money (freestyle) - meek mill lyrics

[intro]
come on let’s get it
ya n-gga my album comin’
dreams worth more than money n-gga
this mother f-ckin’ summer
i been gettin’ so much mof-ckin’ money n-gga
f-ckin’ all these b-tches
i think i done took a year off
still snappin’ though
a lot of n-ggas fallin’ off
we ain’t doing nothin’ but gettin’ stronger n-gga
new deals, new money, double m g dreamchaser
let’s get it

[verse 1]
my man got booked with a stone of white
if they make his bail a ‘mil, he coming home tonight
i went from standing on them corners, jumping on them flights
talking jumping out of bentleys, jumping on them bikes
middle of the jungle no strap, ice on
n-ggas p-ssy in the dark, let’s turn them lights on
i used to sleep on the same floors the mice on
now it’s italian marble, moon walking like mike doing
rest in peace to mike, i rest in peace the mic
i pop a couple percs, i drink that easter sprite
its levels to this sh-t, dog you won’t believe my life
peanut b-tter jelly on a french toast, eating right
champagne gargling, everything is marvelous
62 maybach, i can barely park the sh-t
got these rappers scared see em’ shaking like it’s parkinsons
if they said my name they got flamed, i’m the arsonist
a man don’t eat he gonna starve, a man gonna starve he gonna die
i know that they gonna try, that’s why i stay strapped with a brand new mac and it’s 45
so when they jump fast, better whistle like off-sides
cause i’m from philly, we’ll eat your cheese steak
i told diddy, i ain’t walking for no cheesecake
cause the jeweller making the band with the freeze face
i’m on now, i got neighbors like in 3 states

[verse 2]
do it for the vine, i ain’t gonna do it
lets talk about the time when i use to go through it
nappy -ss braids, with the cold shooters
we was playing with razors before they had the little scooters
sh-t i walked in with my pumas on, you ain’t even know it
these a million dollar pair of sneaks n-gga, you ain’t even know it
said reebok dropped ross, we ain’t even know it
cause he went and brought that bentley brookland, he ain’t even show it
at 21 i wanted to pop a bottle
at 22 i wanted the hottest model
at 23 i wanted the rolls-royce
so what you think i did, i went and f-cking got it
i hit my hood, n-ggas looking f-cking sour
they see me rolling and i be like you f-cking coward
i just want to ball, spending the quarter on y’all
just take a look at my car, you don’t remember i starved
i want it all
back in the day, packing the k
all that hate i made that go away
i do you dirty go you back to the a
put in the verse like that mac hit ya face
and philly n-gga, i’m mac in the bay
i’m off beat still k!lling sh-t, i’m speaking all street still k!lling sh-t
hurricane the first week, i still k!lled the sh-t
intro been out like a year and it’s still k!lling sh-t

- meek mill lyrics

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