Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Stay Schemin lyrics

rate me

I say, one life to live

I'ma ball till I'ma f*cking fall

Like September gone hella hard

...remember when I was selling raw

But since they run they mouth... they can tell them broads

How I came through, Panamera flame blue

Everybody bust down, and on with the same crew

Had my homies selling dope, we ain't got the same view

But we got the same goals, I use to work at ...

I used to sell them saying... touch a hundred mill

24 with a ghost, I swear my life is hella real

Took them babies out the hood, put my mama upon the hill

Got the weight up off my shoulders, tell them that it's time to kill

All the sudden all these older suckers mad

Cause I'm on the 24 and buying sh*t they wish they had

Is it my bad or is it my fault

... when I did that...forget that part, and it sounds so cold

Where grown men cry and old men die

But I ain't fall, ... my time... but I'm gonna live

Like ...we in that...and we we did, we fly g5

I used to want a million in the ...

But now I got it, I treat it as my last...

Got another one, hotter than the double sun

Real homies love me cause they feel just where I'm coming from

Old heads be balling, I ain't talking running gun

Used the chase the paper, now the money I be running from

Ah, eryday I wake up I just pray to god

That I get my cake up and I stay alive

Pacman, pacman, run because the ghost is out

Rosses bought a new crib... look like Oprah house

I just bought a new crib... older house

Last of a dying breed, there's nothing that I told about

Y'all get exported when them bricks get imported

This ain't important, them informers being informed

...I ride for my ... dawg

And I slide for my ....dawg

I say, money in the building, erybody spending

30 racks on me my pockets sound winning

Louis Vuitton sneakers different colors...

Keep a bad bitch I don't know that she around cause I wear them out

Take them back, she know I ain't ... make it stack

... take this back, I get so comfy in that...

I'm like... please

Shout out...jeweler, make my wrist freeze

... hit you with the whole clip, you get on some bullsh

I'ma blow this paper like it's 2012

If getting money was a sin, I guess I'm going to hell

If stunting on them was a crime, I guess I'm going to hell

And they gonna have to give me life cause I be doing it well

I'm getting money on a regular, we don't smoke no regular...

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