meek mill - monster lyrics
[hook]
the money turned me into a monster
the money turned my noodles into pasta
the money turned my tuna into lobster
they want to do me, i maneuver like a mobster
[verse 1]
4 a.m. i’m on the north side of philly
riding around like these haters don’t want to k!ll me
it’s a shame how they hate on me you gotta feel me
i started out with a dollar and got a milli
i’m like do it for the gram ho, do it for the gram ho
she don’t want to bust it i say do it for them bands yo
i say do it for them bands f-cking with that broke n-gga you should do it for your man
lately i’ve been on the low with a ho that you probably know
took her to the crib and met momma right at the door
momma started smiling like momma i got to go
i done took so many trophies to momma my momma know
i said a real n-gga, i get that money pay them bills n-gga
my momma told me “you a real n-gga”
and i be hanging with them real k!llers
now what a feeling when you looking at the latest whip and knowing you can cop it
or looking at the baddest b-tch and knowing you could pop it
the youngest n-gga in my city doing it, i got it
on another level with benjamin and money is the topic
lord
[hook]
the money turned me into a monster
the money turned my noodles into pasta
the money turned my tuna into lobster
they want to do me, i maneuver like a mobster
[bridge]
i put my jeweler on his feet
hundred thou, i used to do that every week
never sleep, it’s funny how it never speak
you see a foreign in my city, that was me
[verse 2]
that was us, never sweet
we went to war, n-ggas riding down the street
popping that pistol they talking they never did
dropping the nickel with something that never cease
i’ve been sitting on that money like a chair
i’ve been getting to that money all year
all year and my n-ggas all here
but we started from the bottom we was selling hard squares
baddest b-tch in the game wearing my chain, i’m ready
switching lanes in that mulsanne like i’m andretti
i do the balmain, balenciaga, no giuseppe
if they sleep on meek milly i k!ll these n-ggas like i was freddy
i eat that p-ssy like a monster
she gon’ ride this d-ck, she need a sponsor
you could tell i’m philly from my posture
and we be whipping coca like it’s pasta
i be on money, 2 milly 4 milly no i need more money
i get that “see a bad b-tch and be like how you doing” money
they be like how you doing honey oh
[hook]
the money turned me into a monster
the money turned my noodles into pasta
the money turned my tuna into lobster
they want to do me, i maneuver like a mobster
[bridge]
i put my jeweler on his feet
hundred thou, i used to do that every week
never sleep, it’s funny how it never speak
you see a foreign in my city, that was me
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