Levels歌词

[Intro: Meek Mill]
See its brackets *******
Them hoes ain't ******g you cuz you ain't in that bracket *******
Learn life, its levels to this ************t young boy
Ay O you feel me
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Lil ******* we don't rock the same clothes, ******* the same hoes
Cuz its levels to this ************t
Lil ******* we don't drive the same whips, we don't ******* the same chicks
Cuz its levels to this ************t
Lil ******* we don't get the same paper, you a mother******' hater
Boy its levels to this ************t
Lil ******* cuz its levels to this ************t
Lil ******* cuz its levels to this ************t
Oh lord
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Cuz its levels to this ************t, levels to this ************t
Can't ******* my ho cuz its levels to this ************
And I be rocking prada like a devil in this ************
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this ************
And I'm heavy as it get
************ning like a mother******' bezel on my wrist
All my *******s mobbing so we heavy in this ************
30 grand for the Muller that's a Chevy on my wrist
*******, most saying, young ******* blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
Swerve on 'em, *******s gotta nerve on 'em
Cuz I heard the feds got 'em and he had them birds on 'em
But a ******* back home and now *******s roll wit him
Caught a case what you think, ******* ******g told on 'em
I ain't get my ************t snatched yet
You ain't get your ************ back yet
One call, *******s aim that tech
Blood drawn, headshot ******* brains on step
Hot ************t if you pop ************t
And I don't want your opinion if you ain't got ************t
We young *******s, we winning I pull up, drop ************t
Mob ************t, with more keys than a locksmith
[Hook: Meek Mill]
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Damn Tommy you ain't got no job
DC, we the mother******' mob
Young ******* getting straight to the money
In a range with your honey, I pull up like ahh
I make them power moves with Jay and them
Them boys shooting don't play with them
Maybach, Rozay and them
Rolling down Collins call Rugs hit the A with them
Compound *******s live now
If its the finals I'm balling like I'm LeBron now
I call up Odyssey tell them ******* to calm down
I treat the jet like a taxi way the way I'm flying around
And I don't ******* with no *******s
If they don't ******* with my *******s
And I ain't ******g no *******
If they ******g my *******s
[Hook: Meek Mill]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
One time for the real *******s
Two times for the bad *******
Y'all suckas be cuffing hoes
Cuz y'all suckas never had *******
I hit the dealer bought another Rolls
That's the reason why you mad *******
That's the reason why you hating on me
I love balling, my bad *******
Cuz its levels to this ************t
Levels to this ************t
Can't ******* my ho cuz its levels to this ************
Cuz its levels to this ************
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this ************
Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up
[Hook: Meek Mill]