Meek Mill

Meek Mill - R.I.C.O. lyrics

rate me

Feat. Drake

ALWAYSE new women gotta keep the balance

The girl of your dreams to me it’s probably not a challenge

I’ve been countin’ on, so many times I couldn’t count it

Funny how now my account it havin’ trouble

Try to come here

To the people that think that I own you

Pay back some bitch and you now that shit

Y’all niggas gettin’ to all for this

Please don’t take nobody to notice this

I’ve been on fall way too many days

Y’all sleepin’ off me anyway

Y’all don’t be doin’ shit now anyway

Y’all ain’t not true anyway

Over yo East side river

What’s up, we might just get on with the Rico

Everyone on for the summer,

So let’s not do something illegal

I got make fifty millions and I get some million for my people

They go with Tony Montana and copy some shots

Get some freedoms and different from the way fam

Is not much to say fam

They told me to tell yo, your man in some way smash

An stay on your place fam

My dad is from Mephins and I am the king

I should probably just move it to Graceland

Madonna is a thing a know and I’m the king and pop

I’m buildin’ never, never let

High hate me when I never meet this man, uh

We might just get here with the Rico, Meek Mill

Cuz we in the field with them birds like we play for the equal

I’m on probation so let me not talk this illegal

Today I woke up with my dreams and she reach as a beat up

For my teachers that said I won’t make it here

I spend on a day what you make in one year

I had to drop this to make it clear

Then I got it like a Jamaican hit

All this choppers poppin’ niggas wallin’ violence

Why we even gotta take it here

Why we even gotta play this games?

Run up on me catch your face out here

There’s the chasers, what you thought?

I come to the block like the Rico

Poppin’ new really, no squally, can’t talk to the cop, that’s illegal

I was like ooh, more, rich ball, no double crossin’ on my dibbles

I take it empty to table and we’re spinnin’ with my nigga equal

I’m back on that hood

Yeah that’s all your bullshit

I talk you with that crash, you that fade, you fall close, we back on that bullshit

We came here from nothin’, we started on lesser but no it’s the fast list

That really was the dark shit, I can hear echoes from fans from this beat performance

I think they recording,

Listen, you hear that?

We might just get here with the Rico x 2

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