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I am the streets, the future
I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
They gettin' money, they makin' hit
and escape from the pain
The righteous may bless the old and the young
But I was not blessed by anyone
And now when it's over, it won't take long
Until I
niggas
Fuck they motherfucking mommmas
They daddies, they aunts, they uncles
And they little tee tees, too
Ayo, suck a dick
Meek Mill, let's get it
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Cause I don't use the shit anyway
But
know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one’s at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
Mechanicals never mattered
the shots
Throw a yellow flag, pussy nigga body drops
Then we celebrate, black bottles pop
Time to elevate, we re-open shop
Wale a genius, Meek Mill
Miss Andreena Mill

[Chorus: Andreena Mill]
Closer to my dreams I'm gettin' higher
Yeah I feel it in my sleep
I said I'm gettin' higher
Yeah
Young man, go out
And take what's yours, don't doubt
There's strength in numbers, walk on
Defend the meek, headstrong

Now the story's become
yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga
Probably wanna yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich,
know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one’s at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
Mechanicals never mattered
the projects when we was by the bay, bay
Kids with the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J

When the lights low, and the show starts
And the champagne spill on your bow
is wishin' that a male would come 
And grab 'er by the gills 
Because it's June, June, June, June 
Just because it's June, June, June! 

Fresh
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

30's the new twenty, nigga 
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by
This was a town took care of its own.
That's what me and my children have known.
I worked the mill the way my parents did.
I remember this town
for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly, that nigga worth a few mil
I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you
the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over

For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking
the fool 
To let this manufacture use my body for a tool. 
I can ride home in the evening, 
Staring at my hands 
Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl
B.G.
Young niggas gettin busy
Totin' K's like it ain't nothin' 
Uptown niggas buckin' like it ain't nothin'
Baby given coke to the young soldiers 
I
young niggaz like a kilo
But its on for the whoo ride
And the motherfucker slippin is the motherfucker frizznied
A lil knucklehead, niggaz gettin ready G
or illegal - it's still the root of all evil...
Coz...

[Chorus] 

Young black Rockerfeller. Hell, a swiss and mozarella
Pockets sweller, gettin' money
the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over

For me moving forward from here on I need 50
I ain't
nigga peddle
He ain't make it in the leagues, so the streets wet him
Gettin' wet up on the corner in whatever weather
Before see the jail again, he gonna
will leave soon
For a house with a tower
Where there's visiting hours
And the day leaves its taste on a spoon
The black eye of the camera bruised by
Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
Cause my chain worth a mill? Are my rims too large?
Dammmn shawty! You can get it like me
Ay don't be mad