Meek Mill feat. Rick Ross Believe It Lyrics

All I talk about is money
`Cause that's all I know

I gotta a bad ***** in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the ****ing vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm ****in hoes (Ha)

Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money
Y'all *****s was yawning and I'd made it by 20
I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got on me
I say yeah ***** it's go, he say yeah ***** we on
I said I be on my way, break a brick down in our zones
And I got work, I got work
And I got pills, and I got purp
And I got goons that's on my team
And they gon' kill like I got murked
If I say so, and I say go
And they go ham, and I lay low
I drop that work off in that toaster
I let go of my ego
And this for sale *****
28 grams on my scale *****
Come and get it all

I gotta a bad ***** in my Chevy
Sellin` Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the ****ing vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm ****in` hoes (Ha)

Hold on wait a minute
You got the realest and the richest *****s in the building
Feel me?
Whole ***** won't knock you off
Hate the way a ***** love to ball
Art of war, common law
Straight killer that's mama fault
Dope boy in my DNA
Straight chips, Frito Lay
8 clips, ay Jose
Hector my amigo straight
Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco
I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
I ate that ***** can you keep a secret
Benzo on 4's *****, countin' all my hoes *****
That's all I knows *****, that's all y'all hosed *****

I gotta a bad ***** in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the ****ing vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm ****in hoes (Ha)

I'm ridin' clean, I'm ****ing hoes
I'm ****in' hoes, I'm ridin' clean
*****s sellin' that China white
**** around with that Yao Ming
Bad ***** and she talk dirty
Talk dirty, her mouth clean
I was sellin' that white ****
Y'all *****s have boy scout dreams
Spend eighty-thou on my Rolly
Young ***** ball like Kobe
Riding round me and Chino
And my young ***** Goldie
Hot whips you ain’t seen though
Limo that's my roadie
Two-eleven on yo *****
Turn yo *** she stole it
My neck look like a light show
My pocket, they need lipo
I stand tall, no Eiffel
And them goons go wherever I go
Y'all *****s ***** like dyke hoes
All we know is get paid *****
I ball hard like 'Bron James
And Rozay D-wade *****

I gotta a bad ***** in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the ****ing vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm ****in hoes (Ha)

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