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Correct 1942 Flows Lyrics
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Meek Mill
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Correct 1942 Flows
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[Verse 1] Started off poor with plans to earn more Now we own stores and fuck the baddest whores I was on tour with niggas that sold raw Started sellin' white, we won't sell it no more I'm like, Trump ain't feelin' us, cops still killin' us Niggas takin' shots, can't stop me, they ain't real enough Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's killin' her New dawn, Hermes seat, I let the ceiling up Just to get to kill 'em softly Ooh, get them off me, try to crucify me Like I'm Jesus the way she cross me I'm too bossy and too thorough to move like a weirdo On point like an arrow, we started off with zero Now I'm seeing M's, diamonds like water and they jumping out the gym Shooting like Harden if your head was the rim 'Cause niggas wanna line me like a shape up in the trim, damn [Refrain] Back when I was broke, they was cool with it Now every move I make, I'm in the news with it Even if I ain't do it, they be like, you did it My teacher always used to tell me you gon' lose nigga That's why I never went to school nigga And why I'm rappin' like I got something to prove nigga Went and bought the mansion with the pool in it Billy with the stamp, I get two with it' [Verse 2] Move with it 'cause these niggas wanna take my life No weapon formed against me, every time I pray at night Scoopin' thotties in the Phantom, that's the way of life And make them fuck their best friends like they was dykes Reaching for the Glock, every time I play the light I'm on 12 o'clock, every time I play them bikes I'm with the pack, huh Getting back, yeah Spend dope, nigga Selling smack, gang I'm gettin' chips off music like Rap Snacks Yeah, 10 mil in cash of Ethika that's a fact Money, power, respect Eating breakfast on a jet I know these niggas upset They ain't see me fall yet Wins and losses [Chorus] They wanna see me fall And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals I don't need these hoes I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes Play with me, you know is all out war The young niggas goin' all out for us [Verse 3] Bloggers in the frenzy, truck to the Bentley Ain't doing no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty So when you see me out don't ask me about no Nicki Fuck I look like tellin' my business on Wendy Niggas gossip like queens, we was servin' fiends .40 bust your windows out, Jazmine Sullivan They told 'em pop Mollys, I told 'em to be kings Sipping 1942 like it's lean I done seen all these niggas try to down play my dreams So I'ma give it to 'em every time I'm on the scene Pull up, Ghost, Ghost, Wraith, Wraith when you see me Some suckers wanna be me and some suckers wanna live me, I know it I go through it, don't' show it I told niggas who wrote it, ain't taking back what I quoted Started off with a quarter, flipped that to a half, turned that to an ounce Got some shit in the stash, nigga say that he gon' rob me, put a brick on his ass Now every killer in my city tryna look for his ass And one thing 'bout Meek Milly, I'ma get to a bag Had to starve all day just to get to it fast Like Ramadan, totin' K's like it's Palestine Real niggas in my ambiance, bottom line Ever since I met Ross and signed a dotted line I gave my mama ten thousand at least a thousand times Do the math on it [Chorus] They wanna see me fall And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals I don't need these hoes I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes Play with me, you know is all out war The young niggas goin' all out for us [Verse 4] Talking, this my cocky flow Damn Daniel, why you son him, Mr Miyagi though This that rose gold Patek, call me like '94 Mean nothin' to me, I tell how I gotta go rain slick On that corner when the block was slow Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' though Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like adiós In the field, knock 'em down, it look like dominoes, young nigga I turn my Impala to a Wraith, when you get a dollar they gon' hate Bought my mom the crib with that gate Private school for all them babies Now they straight, nigga [Chorus] They wanna see me fall And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals I don't need these hoes I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes Play with me, you know is all out war The young niggas goin' all out for us [Verse 3 Extended: Clean Version] At the dealership, dream car, spent the cash on it Got my dream girl, riding on me, from the back on it Ever slide through your old hood, paper tag on it? Pin me at the bottom, so my hood gon' brag for me Heard they say I talk about my Rollies too much But them flows you be using sounding stolen too much 500 on my neck, they say I’m glowing too much Had to block that little bitch because she blowing me up You be doing too much, you only looking for attention Swaggerjacking, jacking niggas' swag, that’s extensious Came in the culture like a vulture, now you winning But this is just the beginning, double M the emblem, for real
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