Meek Mill – Made It From Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor & Rick Ross) (Wins & Losses Album)

[Hook: Teyana Taylor]
I know you thought I wouldn’t shine like this
They know I took my time with the shit
Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist
Hey, it feels good when you make it from nothing
I grind like this
So I can shine like this
Them diamonds on my wrist
It feels good when you make it from nothing

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Uh, it North Philly in my bloodstream, nigga
South Philly from my dad genes, nigga
I can wear my dad jeans
Bought my mom and sister a new crib when that cash came, nigga
Put some respect up on my last name
No better feelin’ than seeing my cousin serve his last fiend
No better feelin’ seein’ lil Papi talkin French to me
All this money, these pussies will never get to me
Why you think you never hear ’bout what they did to me?
Hunnid bands, quarter milli, talking big money
I’m what you did and nobody stopping shit, homie
‘Cause honestly we give a fuck ’bout your big homie
Fuck it, posted in the Jungle with a ladder
How can they compare me to a rapper?
Did it for attention ’cause he had to
Niggas broke, their opinions never mattered
Fuck ’em!

[Hook: Teyana Taylor]
Damn, it feels good from way up here
Damn, it feels good, baby
Yeah, from way up here
I know you thought I wouldn’t shine like this
They know I took my time with the shit
Diamonds on my neck, I’m blogging with the wrist
Hey, it feels good when you make it from nothin’
I grind like this
So I can shine like this
Them diamonds on my wrist
It feels good when you make it from nothin’

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I always need a prayer before we do the toast
My circle competitive, let’s see who move the most
I gave my niggas game before they do the roast
Now let’s talk about numbers, I really do ’em both
I still got two real uncles who still be doing dope
One of them used to run wit a freaky stokes
So many new faces sometimes I do get ghosts
Still one call away from ones who really knew me most
Stand in my lane, out of the uzi smoke
You only beating cases based on who you know
Public defender gave him a funeral
Juvenile sent to Rikers, he never knew the rules
[?] religions, he don’t know who to choose
Let’s bow our head over these Ramen noodles
God is the greatest and I pray for peace
Still rolling up that leaf, Mr. Drew Ali, I salute you

[Outro: Teyana Taylor]
Damn, it feels good from way up here
Damn, it feels good, baby
Yeah, from way up here
I just want the money, baby, yeah
Hey, what they want from me, baby
And we still want it, baby
Money is coming, we still run dough
Niggas run up but we never lay low
Niggas kept it real so we never lay low
Never lay low
Running through the money, going way up
Money on the wheel, go way up
The doors on the coupe go way up
It’s so easy to hate us
Niggas in the club spilling Aces of Spades
Popping on the bub’ and they love a check
Niggas going somewhere, I’ma make it
If you ain’t got my money I’ma take that
They probably thought a nigga wouldn’t shine like this
Got deals so I signed like this
Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist
Hey, yeah
I’ma change my mind on you
You know how we do
I’m eating lobster on a plate now

YSL – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – YSL

We gettin’ money man f*ck all that hatin’ shit
This nigga trippin
Aye, Iky gimme my weed bro
Hahaha
This nigga smokin’ gas
Beat his ass, you know
Tell him where you from shorty
I’m from 56th street
Tell him where you from shorty
5600 nigga, Landsdown nigga, West Philly nigga you know how we do it
I’m a, I’m a North Philly nigga you already know that
Rest in peace my nigga Tico rest in peace my nigga nine rest in peace my nigga Wee rest in peace my nigga doodot
And we ain’t gon give these niggas fame but
My nigga Iky had that nigga b*tch out in LA
I had that nigga b*tch in LA that other nigga b*tch
Stop lying nigga you ain’t had nobody b*tch
On my momma nigga.(ysl)

Just talked to Future he in Dubai
We not there yet but I got my whole damn crew high
Put Spikey and Iky in Dior, yeah that suit tie
Iky smiling like no more, I don’t got move dimes
Boy you better have a lot of patience
Cause you can’t move time
I was just with my grandma sleeping on futons
Give her what she want cause deep down scared to lose her
She asked for five racks and I give her that two times
Yeah I give her that two times
Doing good for yourself they wanna shoot ya
Stop tryna finesse me out my moolah
I don’t go no where without my ruler.

/Ruler/ (x12)
That’s why I don’t go no where without my ruler.

In Vegas I stay at Venetian, with a cougar
She talk to me when she right on her knees
Said, “I can’t believe that I blew ya”
That girl she like to come kick it with me cause her boyfriend is a loser
Making sound effects I hit from the back yea she got me just like ooh yea
I start getting this money, I guess you can call it new racks
Counting them blue stacks, yeah that’s them blue racks
Yeah that’s them blue racks versuri-lyrics.info
Yeah that’s them blue racks
Yeah, feels so good when you can do that
That’s my own whip, come to my new shop
Got a red drop, got a blue drop
Got a red dot, got a blue dot
I can’t be the shooter right now cause I’m smoking moon rock.

/Ruler/(x12)
That’s why I don’t go no where without my rulerrr.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video Lil Uzi Vert

Meek Mill – Shine letras

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll prolly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 1]
I was born poor, but Ima die rich
Ridin’ in the 7 like I’m Pac in 96
Still rockin’ with the clique I had to grind with
Went to war, flip nickels and sold them dimes with
Yea, I used to sell nicks of reggie nigga
I get the chills every time that lil’ confetti hit us
North Philly skinny bull but I’m heavy nigga
They switched sides they was never with us
And petty niggas wanna mention my name
To get acknowledged
Hoppin’ that we act like a fool and give them violence
I’d rather kill ’em all with success and give ’em knowledge
Then throw it all away for a sucker cause we the hottest
My momma crib big as a church I’m bein’ modest
No sleep puttin’ in work that’s how she got it
Bout it bout it I started grindin’ when niggas doubted
Now I got it I’m drippin’ in diamonds a nigga got it that’s gangsta

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll prolly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 2]
Out in Hollywood trying not to get caught up in it
Struggle was brought up in it, hustle, we gonna get it
This one is for my youngins going to school with corner niggas
Don’t get caught up in that boxing corner nigga
Times changed, it’s feeling like live niggas versus corny niggas
They building more jails I’m warning niggas, shots fire
Momma crying, traumatizing their mourning niggas
Them cops killing us like it’s war with niggas, it’s on with niggas
I did shed so many tears at that corner store
Man I spent so many years at that corner store
I see my niggas disappear at that corner store
When they was sleepin’ we was there at that corner store
Ya and we was eating at the corner store
Coppers catch us and they beat us at that corner store
Shit we was toting on them heaters at that corner store
Cause they was ploting tryna leave us at that corner store

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll prolly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 3]
Its no roof so they can see me shine
Whole city came out just to see me rhyme
Started off in Impalas now its DB9
In the Aston like he James Bond
Who he think he is?
Diamonds dancing all on me doing the stanky leg
I hear them whispers niggas talkin’ what they think he made
Think what you want you gon’ think I’m paid
Shit he balling I don’t think he saved, shit all I did was think and pray
I got young niggas in the grave
They got murdered by a nigga that got bitter ways
They don’t give a fuck about us put us in a cage
Let us out with that parole man this shit a maze
RIP to Snupe, RIP to Scooter
RIP to Dex told him I could be his shooter
I tell Snupe they don’t love ya they just want to do ya
You see that truck that’s the feds watchin’ not an Uber

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll prolly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

Meek Mill – Shine

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 1]
I was born poor, but Ima die rich
Ridin’ in the 7 like I’m Pac in 96
Still rockin’ with the clique I had to grind with
Went to war, flip nickels and sold them dimes with
Yea, I used to sell nicks of reggie nigga
I get the chills every time that lil’ confetti hit us
North Philly skinny bull but I’m heavy nigga
They switched sides they was never with us
And petty niggas wanna mention my name
To get acknowledged
Hoppin’ that we act like a fool and get in violence
I’d rather kill ’em all with success and give ’em knowledge
Then throw it all away for a sucker cause we the hottest
My momma crib big as a church I’m bein’ modest
No sleep puttin’ in work that’s how she got it
Bout it bout it I started grindin’ when niggas doubted
Now I got it I’m drippin’ in diamonds a nigga got it that’s gangsta
[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 2]
Out in Hollywood trying not to get caught up in it
Struggle was brought up in it, hustle, we gonna get it
This one is for my youngins going to school with corner niggas
Don’t get caught up in that boxing corner nigga
Times changed, it’s feeling like live niggas versus corny niggas
They building more jails I’m warning niggas, shots fire
Momma crying, traumatizing their mourning niggas
Them cops killing us like it’s war with niggas, it’s on with niggas
I did shed so many tears at that corner store
Man I spent so many years at that corner store
I see my niggas disappear at that corner store
When they was sleepin’ we was there at that corner store
Ya and we was eating at the corner store
Coppers catch us and they beat us at that corner store
Shit we was toting on them heaters at that corner store
Cause they was ploting tryna leave us at that corner store

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 3]
Its no roof so they can see me shine
Whole city came out just to see me rhyme
Started off in Impalas now its DB9
In the Aston like he James Bond
Who he think he is?
Diamonds dancing all on me doing the stanky leg
I hear them whispers niggas talkin’ what they think he made
Think what you want you gon’ think I’m paid
Shit he balling I don’t think he saved, shit all I did was think and pray
I got young niggas in the grave
They got murdered by a nigga that got bitter ways
They don’t give a fuck about us put us in a cage
Let us out with that parole man this shit a maze
RIP to Snupe, RIP to Scooter
RIP to Dex told him I could be his shooter
I tell Snupe they don’t love ya they just want to do ya
You see that truck that’s the feds watchin’ not an Uber

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

Meek Mill – Shine Lyrics

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 1]
I was born poor, but Ima die rich
Ridin’ in the 7 like I’m Pac in 96
Still rockin’ with the clique I had to grind with
Went to war, flip nickels and sold them dimes with
Yea, I used to sell nicks of reggie nigga
I get the chills every time that lil’ confetti hit us
North Philly skinny bull but I’m heavy nigga
They switched sides they was never with us
And petty niggas wanna mention my name
To get acknowledged
Hoppin’ that we act like a fool and get in violence
I’d rather kill ’em all with success and give ’em knowledge
Then throw it all away for a sucker cause we the hottest
My momma crib big as a church I’m bein’ modest
No sleep puttin’ in work that’s how she got it
Bout it bout it I started grindin’ when niggas doubted
Now I got it I’m drippin’ in diamonds a nigga got it that’s gangsta
[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 2]
Out in Hollywood trying not to get caught up in it
Struggle was brought up in it, hustle, we gonna get it
This one is for my youngins going to school with corner niggas
Don’t get caught up in that boxing corner nigga
Times changed, it’s feeling like live niggas versus corny niggas
They building more jails I’m warning niggas, shots fire
Momma crying, traumatizing their mourning niggas
Them cops killing us like it’s war with niggas, it’s on with niggas
I did shed so many tears at that corner store
Man I spent so many years at that corner store
I see my niggas disappear at that corner store
When they was sleepin’ we was there at that corner store
Ya and we was eating at the corner store
Coppers catch us and they beat us at that corner store
Shit we was toting on them heaters at that corner store
Cause they was ploting tryna leave us at that corner store

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

[Verse 3]
Its no roof so they can see me shine
Whole city came out just to see me rhyme
Started off in Impalas now its DB9
In the Aston like he James Bond
Who he think he is?
Diamonds dancing all on me doing the stanky leg
I hear them whispers niggas talkin’ what they think he made
Think what you want you gon’ think I’m paid
Shit he balling I don’t think he saved, shit all I did was think and pray
I got young niggas in the grave
They got murdered by a nigga that got bitter ways
They don’t give a fuck about us put us in a cage
Let us out with that parole man this shit a maze
RIP to Snupe, RIP to Scooter
RIP to Dex told him I could be his shooter
I tell Snupe they don’t love ya they just want to do ya
You see that truck that’s the feds watchin’ not an Uber

[Hook]
Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead
Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread
Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds
Drop top even with a price on my head, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah
It’s no roof so they can see me shine
No roof so they can see me shine
Only a matter of time
It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind
It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah

Meek Mill – Fa Sho (feat. T Dot) (Priorities 5 Album) letras

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I’ve been getting money on the low
Type of nigga buy a Birken for your hoe
Hundred thousand on me everywhere I go
Bought a Range just to drive it in the snow
Fuck you niggas talking shit is lit
Riding dirty got the chopper in the Bent
Got your baby momma trying to get a flick
Now nigga tell your baby momma fuck up off my dick
I’m just cooling with my young niggas
She in the VIP with all these drug dealers
Acting like she never fucked with you
And she told me that you a fuck nigga
When you popping like we popping my nigga ain’t no laying low
Mixing that Givenchy with Valentino camo
Fuck on the air mattress all in the bando
Dabbing like I’m Cam tho
Touchdown, yeah hoe

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my name that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Yea, mobbing at the clear port
Richard Milli all plain like the air port
Therefore I am flyer than an air force
Looking devilish I pull up in that red Porsch
Now we got your bitch up on the money train
I heard she fucking what’s his name and what’s his name
We only know your wifey by her Twitter name
I only pop the perc so I don’t feel the pain
Feel the pain, feel the pain, make them feel the flame
All these corny niggas winning I don’t know who to blame
But maybe its the internet, I’ve been busy counting money you should do the same
Every nigga round me got a body
Shorty with me trying to kick it like karate
In my DM acting thirsty word to Gotti
And it be going down when I pull up to the party

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I’m still balling, money still calling
I’m on my eigth Rollie, niggas still talking
Flood the whole band, it look like real water
Ticket after ticket I feel like I’m will calling
Niggas hating on me I don’t feel for ’em
Cause my South Philly niggas kill at will for ’em
And my North Philly niggas do the drill for ’em
The lawyers paid nigga made me spend a mil on ’em, pussy!
Blow the motherfucking money on these niggas

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho