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meek mill - i'm leanin (intro) lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
study say humans forget 90% of their dream upon the first 10 minutes of waking.
they say most people don’t even remember 99% of the dreams they ever even had, as dream chasers we’re the exception.

[verse 1: meek mill]
hundred grand large on the watch, blessed
quarter mil for the mulsanne, flex
all my n-gg-s gon’ cash checks
and all y’all n-gg-s look mad stressed
and we ain’t even made n-gg-s mad yet
cause next time i grab, i’m a grab jet
i might go bugatti, with a bad b-tch beside me
n-gg- hotter than wasabi, get that -ss wet
young n-gg-s going hard in the streets
we ain’t ever know to call the police
got birds for the twenty five k
sounds like a bargain to me
young n-gg-s getting money
in the bentley, never looking like [?]
and i don’t know what no line look like
a hundred bad b-tches gettin’ all in with me
get ’em all in for free
started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock
and now i got a lot of cars
if a n-gg- talk the foreigns, got a car lot
and everybody talkin’ money
but they ain’t showing numbers like the car block
and all i do is count money
f-ck pretty -ss hoes, and call shots

[hook: meek mill]
yeah n-gg- i’m leanin’, leanin’
young rich n-gg-, i’m leanin’
puffin’ on strong, getting gold, bad b-tches
looking like nia long got meaning
n-gg- i’m leanin’, leanin’
young rich n-gg-, i’m leanin’
sippin’ on promethazine that n-gg- my team got money
all see me, n-gg- i’m leanin’

[verse 2: travis scott]
mmm, leanin’ — d-mn near spilled my s-m-n (straight up)
had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife
d-mn near see my demons (la flame!)
loose furs, hyenas
for the love of money, it’s a leaner
vatos losing their nerves, bird n-gg-s on the curbs
and let ’em [?]
h-town n-gg-s spilled peach crush on my jeans
never go off with no b-tch with no condoms
unless they can cover the lease on my beamer (straight up)
ahh, you know, louboutins don’t touch my hoes
let’s go down in ibiza town
we get cold, you don’t need no coat
motherf-cker, i’m leanin’
don’t talk to me, couple street n-gg-s
think twice before crossing me
meek, these n-gg-s sh-t can’t last that long
why these motherf-ckers keep bothering me
i’m leanin’, for a minute you had me
then the second i caught it when it p-ssed me
oh no (straight up)
somebody p-ss me a blunt and a double world cup
motherf-cker, motherf-cker…

[hook]

[outro: birdman]
see we started trap, before we was rap
and then we was, trappin’ at rap
shining on these hoes, high life
this what we live now
blowin’ out the pop
italian on the flow n-gg-
you understand me
stepping onto a mil n-gg-
(they say money rule the world
you can’t pay god with it)
step your game up n-gg-
or lose your b-tch n-gg-
it’s just that simple

[diddy]
yeah, we dreamchasers
we out there gettin’ this money
so you can’t f-ck with everybody
cause everybody ain’t at you motherf-cking level
so the motherf-ckers that don’t understand you
they wind up motherf-cking hating you
so you know what you gotta do
you gotta hate those motherf-ckers too
f-ck them n-gg-s
f-ck they motherf-cking mommmas
they daddies, they aunts, they uncles
and they little tee tees, too
ayo, suck a d-ck
meek mill, let’s get it

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