Zone, I got lights in this bitch, turn me up somethin' Cruz
Jim in this bitch, Ellis in this bitch, wassup?
Uh
I bought the Richie for a quarter but I sold it for a nickel
(Hold on, lemme hit the blunt)
I'm bringin' real niggas home, shit, I'm the realest, it's official
Yeah, uh
When I start stressin', I get bored, might spend a million, that shit tickle
On a threeway, me and Slow, he caught L's and we both pick 'em
In the cell but you can't tell that we in the jail
'Cause we don't feel no pain unless them kids say in vain, "Dad, I miss you"
If you my dawg, I'm tryna put you on the shit that I'm on
Super drippy, made the Patek match the kicks got on
Totin' the semi-automatic, ain't no pushin' me, dawg
Time bomb, niggas tickin' me off
Look at the skyline from the penthouse, like Walt Disney, dawg
Send her to the mall and tell her, "Get some Dior"
Made her text her best friend, she said, "He Christian me up"
And the crazy part about it, that wasn't shit to me y'all
Shit, I been winnin' a long time, I know they sick of me, y'all
Got me switchin' up my flow again, switchin' up my ho again
E'rrybody been changin', got me switchin' up my bro again
My dawg did his bid, he came back home and switched his pole again
And I ain't even wanna tell him to slide, he tryna go again
Once he got active, I said, "Go again," yeah
King in my trenches, I'm not average, all I know is win
Total blowout, it's like 0 to 10, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
Shit, I been throwin' paper since Bernice was goin' hard in there, no kizzy
Yeah, expensive bitches, more money, more riches
Cops get behind us, we start takin' off switches
Niggas be in our shit but we don't be in y'all business
Shit, how you think we always end up bein' in y'all bitches?
This is the same feelin' that you get like when you a kid on Christmas
I just knocked down a lil' celeb' and I was on her hit list
And I ain't been rappin', I been trappin', tryna learn my business
They thought I fell off, but they well off
I gotta keep my name worth more than money and gold
And remain humble 'round my people so I don't spoil my soul
And I keep my dreams before the fame and all these phony lil' hoes
'Cause I got two sons that's kings and they like spoiled lil' bros
And they want everything, they call, I buy it, order them clothes
You gotta watch for everything, that dot'll spoil your goals
And I be parleyin' with people that got the word of control
'Cause they know I got the influence you can feel it in your soul
This is culture currency, money shit don't ever worry me
Gotta hide my chopper from this bitch, this shit been gettin' embarrassin'
She seen me cuddle with my stick, said, "Boy, you need some therapy"
And I can't lie, I prolly do, 'cause I still have dreams of niggas airin' me
It ain't no f*ckin' fear in me
I let bad bitches f*ckin' share me, and they love it, clearly
Used to fit eighty in them pockets, now we dub Amiri
'Cause I just cook the Cullinan up like I know culinary, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
"Hey, that girl right there?
I can see it in her eyes, she's a Dreamchaser"
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Performed By: Meek Mill
From Album: Expensive Pain
Written by: Anthony Cruz, Julius Herold, Michael Holmes, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Vianey Mfuamba
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Zone, I got lights in this bitch, turn me up somethin' Cruz
Jim in this bitch, Ellis in this bitch, wassup?
Uh
I bought the Richie for a quarter but I sold it for a nickel
(Hold on, lemme hit the blunt)
I'm bringin' real niggas home, shit, I'm the realest, it's official
Yeah, uh
When I start stressin', I get bored, might spend a million, that shit tickle
On a threeway, me and Slow, he caught L's and we both pick 'em
In the cell but you can't tell that we in the jail
'Cause we don't feel no pain unless them kids say in vain, "Dad, I miss you"
If you my dawg, I'm tryna put you on the shit that I'm on
Super drippy, made the Patek match the kicks got on
Totin' the semi-automatic, ain't no pushin' me, dawg
Time bomb, niggas tickin' me off
Look at the skyline from the penthouse, like Walt Disney, dawg
Send her to the mall and tell her, "Get some Dior"
Made her text her best friend, she said, "He Christian me up"
And the crazy part about it, that wasn't shit to me y'all
Shit, I been winnin' a long time, I know they sick of me, y'all
Got me switchin' up my flow again, switchin' up my ho again
E'rrybody been changin', got me switchin' up my bro again
My dawg did his bid, he came back home and switched his pole again
And I ain't even wanna tell him to slide, he tryna go again
Once he got active, I said, "Go again," yeah
King in my trenches, I'm not average, all I know is win
Total blowout, it's like 0 to 10, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
Shit, I been throwin' paper since Bernice was goin' hard in there, no kizzy
Yeah, expensive bitches, more money, more riches
Cops get behind us, we start takin' off switches
Niggas be in our shit but we don't be in y'all business
Shit, how you think we always end up bein' in y'all bitches?
This is the same feelin' that you get like when you a kid on Christmas
I just knocked down a lil' celeb' and I was on her hit list
And I ain't been rappin', I been trappin', tryna learn my business
They thought I fell off, but they well off
I gotta keep my name worth more than money and gold
And remain humble 'round my people so I don't spoil my soul
And I keep my dreams before the fame and all these phony lil' hoes
'Cause I got two sons that's kings and they like spoiled lil' bros
And they want everything, they call, I buy it, order them clothes
You gotta watch for everything, that dot'll spoil your goals
And I be parleyin' with people that got the word of control
'Cause they know I got the influence you can feel it in your soul
This is culture currency, money shit don't ever worry me
Gotta hide my chopper from this bitch, this shit been gettin' embarrassin'
She seen me cuddle with my stick, said, "Boy, you need some therapy"
And I can't lie, I prolly do, 'cause I still have dreams of niggas airin' me
It ain't no f*ckin' fear in me
I let bad bitches f*ckin' share me, and they love it, clearly
Used to fit eighty in them pockets, now we dub Amiri
'Cause I just cook the Cullinan up like I know culinary, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
"Hey, that girl right there?
I can see it in her eyes, she's a Dreamchaser"
Jim in this bitch, Ellis in this bitch, wassup?
Uh
I bought the Richie for a quarter but I sold it for a nickel
(Hold on, lemme hit the blunt)
I'm bringin' real niggas home, shit, I'm the realest, it's official
Yeah, uh
When I start stressin', I get bored, might spend a million, that shit tickle
On a threeway, me and Slow, he caught L's and we both pick 'em
In the cell but you can't tell that we in the jail
'Cause we don't feel no pain unless them kids say in vain, "Dad, I miss you"
If you my dawg, I'm tryna put you on the shit that I'm on
Super drippy, made the Patek match the kicks got on
Totin' the semi-automatic, ain't no pushin' me, dawg
Time bomb, niggas tickin' me off
Look at the skyline from the penthouse, like Walt Disney, dawg
Send her to the mall and tell her, "Get some Dior"
Made her text her best friend, she said, "He Christian me up"
And the crazy part about it, that wasn't shit to me y'all
Shit, I been winnin' a long time, I know they sick of me, y'all
Got me switchin' up my flow again, switchin' up my ho again
E'rrybody been changin', got me switchin' up my bro again
My dawg did his bid, he came back home and switched his pole again
And I ain't even wanna tell him to slide, he tryna go again
Once he got active, I said, "Go again," yeah
King in my trenches, I'm not average, all I know is win
Total blowout, it's like 0 to 10, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
Shit, I been throwin' paper since Bernice was goin' hard in there, no kizzy
Yeah, expensive bitches, more money, more riches
Cops get behind us, we start takin' off switches
Niggas be in our shit but we don't be in y'all business
Shit, how you think we always end up bein' in y'all bitches?
This is the same feelin' that you get like when you a kid on Christmas
I just knocked down a lil' celeb' and I was on her hit list
And I ain't been rappin', I been trappin', tryna learn my business
They thought I fell off, but they well off
I gotta keep my name worth more than money and gold
And remain humble 'round my people so I don't spoil my soul
And I keep my dreams before the fame and all these phony lil' hoes
'Cause I got two sons that's kings and they like spoiled lil' bros
And they want everything, they call, I buy it, order them clothes
You gotta watch for everything, that dot'll spoil your goals
And I be parleyin' with people that got the word of control
'Cause they know I got the influence you can feel it in your soul
This is culture currency, money shit don't ever worry me
Gotta hide my chopper from this bitch, this shit been gettin' embarrassin'
She seen me cuddle with my stick, said, "Boy, you need some therapy"
And I can't lie, I prolly do, 'cause I still have dreams of niggas airin' me
It ain't no f*ckin' fear in me
I let bad bitches f*ckin' share me, and they love it, clearly
Used to fit eighty in them pockets, now we dub Amiri
'Cause I just cook the Cullinan up like I know culinary, yeah
And this expensive pain
When you ridin' through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin' on the bitch you claim
Knowin' some rich niggas hit it, it'll never be the same
This expensive pain, this expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money
I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and it's plain
And it's crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, I'm with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask 'bout me in Starlets, I used to ball in there
"Hey, that girl right there?
I can see it in her eyes, she's a Dreamchaser"
Writer: Anthony Cruz, Julius Herold, Michael Holmes, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Vianey Mfuamba
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
