I Get It [Dreamchasers 2]

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Robert Williams, better known by his stage name Meek Mill, is an American hip hop recording artist from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was briefly signed to Atlanta rapper T.I.'s label Grand Hustle Records and in February 2011 signed to Miami-based rapper Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group. more »

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Steppin' of of that lear, diamonds on me so clear
Dime hoes that I share, y'all couldn't go near
I say, pussy nigga I dare, you try and reached and get aired
You f*ck around and get checked, doctor pump your chest like clear
Yeah my niggas ball all year, y'all niggas so square (lame)
And all my niggas so live, why the f*ck would I care
When that lambo flow by, y'all suckas gon' stare
And all them haters gon' hate
F*ck them, 'cause all them hoes gon' cheer
Yeah my might life and my bite life
Got a bad bitch and she tight and nice
'Cause I'm countin' green in my money machine 
That bitch sound like I typewrite
Hustle hard in that daytime but I ball off in that night life
My chain lit with them black stones
But they shine hard as yo white ice
'Cause yo shit fake and yo shit late, no birthday but I get cake
Lame nigga yo album ain't fuckin' with my mixtape
Nigga smokin' that Cali kush, that shit strong no lift weights
I tell niggas don't watch me while time tick on that big face

Young nigga I get it (get it), young nigga I get it (get it)
Neck full of that gold (gold), gold rollie go with it (with it)
Gold H on my belt (belt), phone full of gold diggers (dig)
Sippin' gold bottles of Spade (Spade), tell them hoes go figure, ah

Young nigga I get it (get it), young nigga I get it (get it)
Neck full of that gold (gold), gold rollie go with it (with it)
Gold H on my belt (belt), phone full of gold diggers (dig)
Sippin' gold bottles of Spade (Spade), tell them hoes go figure, ah

Wake me up and I'm snorin', chokin' over whole gang of chains
She slept over the mornin'
A nigga ain't good with this namin' game
Ain't need you fuckin' me over, pyramids on my pinky ring
And we dippin' out, she pullin' in
I guess she get the hang of things
So what up (what up), I told her shut the f*ck up
When I run my mouth diamonds fallin' out
I guess that bitch done nut up
Crazy thing about it, her best friend is ridin' shotty
I knocked her down in her 'rari, then drove off on Ducatti
Holy mother Mary, guess who hittin' my berry
A pair of double D's, I guess she out in Paris
Damn Tony them cantaloupes, f*ck about gettin' Mary
She said her ex was Larry, but f*ck that nigga Larry
Damn this shit is scary, I thought I seen the fairy
Fuckin' with that white milk, just might call it dairy
Ride around just me and Meek, a couple dimes and that's twenty
Sit behind while we pull around, we might blind with canaries

Young nigga I get it (get it), young nigga I get it (get it)
Neck full of that gold (gold), gold rollie go with it (with it)
Gold H on my belt (belt), phone full of gold diggers (dig)
Sippin' gold bottles of Spade (Spade), tell them hoes go figure, ah

Young nigga I get it (get it), young nigga I get it (get it)
Neck full of that gold (gold), gold rollie go with it (with it)
Gold H on my belt (belt), phone full of gold diggers (dig)
Sippin' gold bottles of Spade (Spade), tell them hoes go figure, ah

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