Meek Mill - Energy (Freestyle) lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Lickwood means 'rewind', gunshot means 'forward'
You requested it, so we rewind
Omelly wassup!
Small side one-eight BH we straight
North side Burks waddup! Philly!
(Verse)
Uh, I got enemies got a lotta enemies
I don't really fuck wit these niggas in the industry
Know a couple niggas from the hood want to finish me
And put me on a t shirt R.I.P. & memory
So I'm ridin' around wit a drum & a Glock
On the gram niggas said I couldn't come to my block
So I came thru' that bitch me myself in a drop
Niggas know they touch me blllrrr sumethin' get dropped
Man I don't bang wit these suckers I don't play wit no hoes
I do the walk thru' fo' sixty & get like eighty a show
And I don't got out no single I thinkin' maybe they know
Meek Milly realest to do it & I can play at the floor ya heard
I got enemies got a lotta enemies
We fuckin' to Dej Loaf me ya & sum' Hennessy
She gon' suck me off till she drain me of my energy
Flexin', it be fuckin' wit these niggas mentally
Is Instagram hurtin' your heart nigga
VS stones on me still work in the dark nigga
Hundred and six shots pull up and park niggas
Jump in the big drop button to start nigga
Murder was the case that they gave us spanked it
Real niggas back in style they should thank us
All these rap ass niggas really wanksters
Real recognize the real ya a stranger
Hoes sell their souls fo' sum' balla alert
Niggas and they fake jewels need a fraudin' alert
Put me on watch buster tell 'em all what its worth
Bet they say couple milli Audemar wit the works
New roll bust down call that Big Meech
Every time I drop shit hot fish grease
Every time ya drop it is not that heat
Called yo album seven days boy that shit weak
Motivatin' the hood still hot in the burbs
Still gettin' this money they think we got them birds
Every time I spit that's a thousand a word
Spoke it right to the system they say its power in words
Nigga we chosen we was chosen
Me Omelly had them hoes in now its Rollses
Back to back screamin' told ya niggas owed us
And they said they would expose us neva showed us
Fuck them niggas tho!
I got enemies got a lotta enemies
They was just coolin' wit me hatin' call them frien-emies
I ain't really trippin' we got arms like a centipede
Cuz if I lose my cool I could turn them into memories
I'm gone I said I'm gone
Be the same niggas hatin' on the Chasers man we ain't put them on
Fuck 'em niggas tho!