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meek mill – tweaking lyrics

[intro]
hmm, this is my brother
yeah this is
my rules, my rules, my rules, my rules, my—

[chorus: vory & meek mill]
(yeah) i like the way you work it
never met an angel that was perfect
i never met a demon that was worth it (yeah)
they know the book vor’ come with amenities and plenty fees
your favorite model is not a ten to me, i got ten of these
your favorite rapper is still feeding off my energy
i just talked to jeff, i told him strictly pesos
i just talked to jeff, i told him strictly bezos
’cause i’m too rich to pay hoes

[verse: meek mill]
old n+ggas hatin’ on the young n+ggas, d+mn
young n+ggas wildin’ out, beefin’ on the ‘gram
i just hope this money don’t make me lose who i am
it’s funny ’cause this money make me lose all my friends
they say “it’s something ’bout meek milly, he movin’ different than them”
it’s lil’ fish, i take ya b+tch for a swim
the jewelry loud but the richard millie plain, i let it whisper to them
that 33 on me like pippen again, i been a bull
n+ggas know i won’t fold, i been to war
rap beef, street beef, really done did ’em all
i get money, f+ck b+tches, and i ball
my haters linkin’ over my haters, it’s ten of y’all
and y’all still couldn’t body me
flow smoother than wallaby
i do it so honorably
and y’all wonder why they proud of me
this sh+t is rare
man, i had cops tryna lie on me
i caught a case at eighteen, they still was puttin’ time with me
but looky here, i bounce back like every time
i’m ’bout a dollar but on every dime
i hit her once and i say never mind, yeah
i get my audemars from francois so i can stay ahead of time, ha
catchin’ ms and i been catchin’ tens
so many bentleys and rolls royces, i can’t trust a benz
how could i ever trust a b+tch when i done f+cked her friends?
’cause i know when we go our ways she gon’ f+ck my man
d+mn, hate the game, not the players in it
they say you won’t respect a ho until you layin’ with her
and she on versace sheets, p+ssy+playin’ with it
i’m out here rappin’ like i’m broke, you n+ggas playin’ with it (ha)
in the studio, i don’t sleep
’cause every time i drop, i make a million every week
i’m in a aston martin truck, she don’t know if it’s car or jeep
but she ain’t really trippin’ ’bout it ’cause all she know is she with meek, sh+t get deep
sh+t, it get deeper and deeper, that sh+t y’all talkin’ gettin’ cheaper and cheaper
i’m tired of hearin’ about y’all pateks and them foreigns y’all leasin’
’cause i got mansions ’round the corner from each other and i don’t even see ’em
i gotta check ’em on camera just to make sure they good
and n+ggas had the nerve to tell me i don’t be in the hood, i don’t get it
even if i did i wouldn’t be with it
i’m used to being on islands with like twenty+three b+tches
i’m used to ridin’ ’round in bulletproofs with like two or three switches
y’all n+ggas outside fifty deep, i’m with like two or three n+ggas in the mix
deep down in it where y’all n+ggas ain’t allowed at
you ever wear a richard millie where the wolves growl at?
my dog got a sentence, gave him life, he ain’t allowed back
i already made it rich, i pray to god he give his time back
i’m living out my dreams, yeah, these n+ggas haters
’21 maybach fly by, see you later
they ain’t even here, they was quiet as a refrigerator
and i ain’t even want ’em to see me ’cause i was faded, for real
[chorus: vory & meek mill]
(yeah) i like the way you work it
never met an angel that was perfect
i never met a demon that was worth it (yeah)
they know the book vor’ come with amenities and plenty fees
your favorite model is not a ten to me, i got ten of these
your favorite rapper is still feeding off my energy
i just talked to jeff, i told him strictly pesos
i just talked to jeff, i told him strictly bezos
’cause i’m too rich to pay hoes (pay hoes)

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