Lyrics:
all day long
Got the world repping this song
Got Crunchy Black got Project Pat
And don't need no pack
It's positive vibes over here so we don't need no
of my lasso
Money bag in my pants tucked in like fat rolls
Any Tom dick Harry can get it
Bubba gets scary Buffalos with it
Once we get started we ain’t
Hood ventures, had my share of crazy ass livin'
Whippin' through the project blocks, hot like crazy ass women
Cops dippin' up and down the hill,
Sorry for the wait of OUT OF NOWHERE
Hits take time, y'all know that
Cheaz & Flacx drop it's a problem
Saw the time flyin' by like the OVO Jet, yeah
a bowl, I'm out here passin' L's
I did it on my own like Pat LaBelle, homie I rap for real, no cap Pharrel
My tracks are gon' get plaques wrapped in
I got to many project why can’t you just see
Trying make this money for you and me
Just a young nigga chasing a young dream
Want this for my mommy
call me broke (broke)
Cause gettin' big bags of money's all we know (know)
Marble floors in the projects, ghetto millionaire
All this Gucci in my
the gutter, I'm a project baby (Kodak, yeah)
My heart way too damaged, don't think God can save me (yeah)
Bro get off them yerkies, he start goin' brazy
Me and my niggas chillin waitin on this bitch
Heard a knock at the do'
Come on in ho
I know you wit that train shit, the bitch said for sho'
Pat
the backs of five Cleopatras
A cocaine Chef, I stretch money like elastic
My raps is bigger, dynamics with the muscle advantage
Jake Cutler on dust, when I
fortunes
Importing weapons
Put it on my beltings
Welp in your skeleton
Like a wicked witch
? ? ? ? see them bail
{project pat}
Be the next nigga to fall
gotta bill
Caps that make the shells fall
[verse 1: project pat]
Yeah as you walk in the vally of a yuppa
Nigga betta watch your mufuckin zippa
Don't
Sekhmet) - Blunt to my lips I'm
A soldier ready, I'm a soldier ready
I'm a soldier ready
(Project Pat) - Blowing on this gas
Nothing but 93, nothing but 93
[Intro: Project Pat]
Yes sir hypnotized mutherfuckin minds my boy Lil Wyte
about to put it down for you mutherfuckin hoe's just
like this it's goin
here
I ain't goin' back to jail and
That's what these suckers fear
Now I can see the hate, behind the smiles
Wanted Project Pat to fall
But the money
here
I ain't goin' back to jail and
That's what these suckers fear
Now I can see the hate, behind the smiles
Wanted Project Pat to fall
But the money
My niggas move and I got it (Got it)
Gangsters they trap out a Benz (Benz)
Re-up then fuck up the projects (Projects)
I do not know your lil shawty
I'll be back
Right where your at
Money on by
I'll roll high and sell your land
Seeing two wolves
Pickin' which we feeding last
I've been petty and pride
sound
But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"
Dreams Worth More Than Money
it in plastic, then I package it
Mohammed need bricks up in Africa
Go to California, we smoking medicals
Trap professional, money all over my schedule
the projects, ghetto millionaire
All this Gucci in my closet, I don't know what to wear
Bentley outside by the ice cream truck
Just ride through the hood,
it's on
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I
Put the needle on the record mayne
Put this *** together for my boy Project man
Here we go, some mo' gangsta mutha*** *** man
It's goin' down know
the thoughts of where they would toss me
My cousin pat paid a price I prayed for him often
Money over bitches the script I never veered off it
Even through loss
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