Meek Mill – Blue Notes 2

Meek Mill – Blue Notes 2 Lyrics

Artist: Meek Mill
Song: Blue Notes 2

Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap
Yeah
You gotta turn me up in the headphones some more, a little bit more
Turn me up Cruiz

So many motherf#cking hundreds you gotta make a part two
I’m not in competition with my homies
I’m whippin’ the competition and the Rollie
I know my opposition never knew me

They wouldn’t be opposition if they know me
I made a proposition to my hitters
I told them to knock me down if you owe me
I just been slidin’ ’round, hittin’ them, get ’em

We movin’ with Glock, pounds and the .40s
Them n#gg#s got shot down, we was whorin’
My homie a opp now, so we on him
I was like sixteen with the MAC on me

Deep in the field like it’s Pop Warner
Where did the sh#t scene n#gg#s cracked on me
When it got real, tried to slide on him
I made some M’s, split the guys on ’em

We keepin’ it real, n#gg#s not
And my homie a savage, I put in a casket
And I’m mad at him ’cause he died on us
Just left his funeral and I told his momma

Every time that she cry, we gon’ slide on ’em
I look you n#gg#s right dead in the eyes
And I ain’t surprised you ain’t ridin’ for us
How would you feel if you bust some mills with some n#gg#s

And they switch side on you? How would you feel?
When you so lit that you can’t tell if the law real
If I can’t tell you nothin’, I’ll tell you how Thug feel
And you ain’t rich n#gg#, your stash gon’ pay my drug bill

p#ss# (p#ss#!)
n#gg#, this expensive pain, pullin’ expensive Range
Now I got expensive chain
He got drug money (Yeah), that’s expensive game (Yeah)

I got expensive shooter (Yeah), he got expensive aim (Yeah)
You know it’s Lil Uzi (Yeah), that’s an expensive name (Yeah)
I’m goin hard and my back to the wall
I was like Derek, just pumpin’ and fakin’

There’s no way they matchin’ me off
Who really gon’ stick me and we gettin’ busy
And we rappers when we ball
I won’t even brag this, I go triple platinum

And they said that was an award, eh
I switch my Rollie up to a Richard Millie
In the trenches with some young n#gg#
Tryna tell him how this rich sh#t really feel

You ain’t never been in the field with them late nights
Off Benadryl with them great whites locked in a cell
Like Shawshank, no redemption
I was richest n#gg# in the prison

I was strappin’ up when n#gg#s weren’t ridin’
I was the richest n#gg# on a mission
I was motivated, I watchin’ moves
Yeah, the brokest n#gg# in the kitchen

I was chasin’ million when they said I couldn’t
I was hard headed, I ain’t listen
Got a dad that never did
Now we all made it out the trenches, yeah

All of my money is new
All of my money is blue, riddle me this
I supposed to go get money, and keep doin’ favors and give all my money to who?
You keep tellin’ me n#gg#s keep tellin’ you what?

Why they be runnin’ to you?
Why every time n#gg#s talk about me and it’s bad
They keep comin’ to you?
I never got that part

n#gg#, know you my man
But every time you wanna talk bad ’bout me
They come to you and you come to me like lil’ hoe #ss n#gg#
I’ll slap the sh#t out you, f#ck it

Woo
Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
My homie a opp, but he know how I rock
So you know that I’m ready, however he comin’

We done went up on these n#gg#s like seventy-nothin’
They talkin’ ’bout body, we talkin’ ’bout millions
We talkin’ bout money, they talkin’ ’bout killin’
I gotta go to the bathroom soon as I walk in the building

You know how I’m livin
Walkin’, I’m tuckin’ and passin’ the glizzy
Don’t look how I sitchy, you know I ain’t slippin’
Come to your trenches, its me and every one of my savage n#gg#s, you know I ain’t trippin’

And I can’t get extorted, I’m ballin’ like Jordan
We slidin with twenty, we totin’ and pimpin’
It’s f#ck what n#gg#s think
I just be laughin’ to the bank

I done pulled up with the presidential on my wrist and this b#tch it like Hillary
I was just in the kitchen whippin’ Hannah Montana like my name was Billy Ray
And I bet that I have me a hunnid million dollars on these n#gg#s ‘fore I be twenty-eight
Love her back, when b#tches wasn’t lovin’ me

Twenty-thousand at best, she ain’t dumpin’ me
I’m on point ain’t no b#tch out here runnin’ me
Lamborghini, the same color Bumblebee
Pull up Cullinan, same color, butter seats

In the game, ain’t no young n#gg# touchin’ me
Yeah, she know that I’m the sh#t and she know that I’m rich
Every time that we f#ck, she yell “nut in me” (Aye, Lil Uzi)
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Release Year: 2021