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meek mill - i'm me lyrics

[intro]
gold presidential for the gold digging b-tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f-ckin’ hitting switches
gold presidential for the gold digging b-tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f-ckin’ hitting switches
gold presidential for the gold digging b-tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f-ckin’ hitting switches

[verse 1]
i pull up like what the business
f-ck you n-ggas feelings
puffing dro and paper stacking money to the ceiling
i been balling for a year or two
i don’t think i’m going back
walk up in the club
and make them b-tches have a ho attack
or should i say a heart attacking go into cardiac
i’m gon’ let her ride but she ain’t f-cking then she walking back
you n-ggas be talking that
same sh-t i’m living though
faded like i’m michael jordan
but i’m scottie pippen though
different state
different place
end up with a different ho
n-ggas hating in the hood
i ain’t even tripping though
i be walking through my city like a f-cking king
i’m in these streets
just ask around i do my f-cking thing
yeah i been eating since they let me out the f-cking bin
n0body told me this the sh-t that all this money bring

[chorus]
you know the team, it’s mmg
rookie of the year, i’m mvp
i’m gettin’ paper, it’s m.o.b
she asked me who i think i am, i told her b-tch i’m me
i tell her b-tch i’m me, b-tch i’m me
i tell her b-tch i’m me, b-tch i’m me
my n-ggas is balling, you n-ggas is hating
cameras everywhere i go, a movie in the making
i tell her b-tch i’m me

[verse 2]
i get that work out my face
i put that sh-t on my man
i give it straight to omelly he selling 30 a gram
i put them b’s on your team
and they gon’ murder your man
black and white maro looking like the hamburglar
d-mn i got bars
outer sp-ce i’m on mars
i forever do my thing
pull strings, guitar
before i had a deal i was a f-ckin hood star
and i ain’t chewing cause my goon is riding like a good car
i’m the topic of discussion
waka b-tch i’m bustin
rollie face blue
like i’m cripping on em cousin
n-gga you ain’t got it you just looking like you stunting
i was there, you called my man and you was looking for an onion, lame
we on the same road but it’s a different lane
and all you n-ggas telling like it’s a different game
in the district, pointing pictures, giving names
they shoot at us, we k!ll em all and we get the blame

you know the team, it’s mmg
rookie of the year, i’m mvp
i’m gettin’ paper, it’s m.o.b
she asked me who i think i am, i told her b-tch i’m me
i tell her b-tch i’m me, b-tch i’m me
i tell her b-tch i’m me, b-tch i’m me
my n-ggas is balling, you n-ggas is hating
cameras everywhere i go, a movie in the making
i tell her b-tch i’m me

[outro: dj drama]
your best dj drama interpretation
is only going to get you what i’ve already done, be yourself

- meek mill lyrics

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