MEEK MILL


Ready Or Not Lyrics

Ready or not, here I come
You cant hide, nigga Im too damn fly
Sippin all of this purple, it got me too damn high
They say there down for the team but playin two damn sides
Im like Niggas aint loyal, niggas aint loyal
And these voices in my head saying niggas aint for you
And when you gettin money these niggas will aim for you
And when its looking sunny these niggas will rain on you
Its a dark cloud over me, money too controling me
Im barely getting time to see my son and then she heard of me
Baby momma trippin out, I tell her to work with me
Im on probabtion still strapped cause niggas want to murder me
And lately Ive been getting faded
Cut a couple homies off cause them niggas hating
And all these bitch** wanna f**** me cause a nigga made it
Im getting paper heart cold as the refrigerator
Young nigga getting money
Young nigga getting money
Young nigga go and get it yeah
And aint a damn thing change but the bezel on my Rollie
And the diamonds in my chain, yeah
Young rich nigga quarter, millie worth of jewels
Bad bi*** with me trying blow me like a fuse
Just to get a bag or maybe a pair of shoes
Aint it crazy what your lady would do for a pair of Loubs
Big dreams turn to big thangs
Ive been waiting on this day since I was 16
Big chains, Aston Martin as I switch lanes
Before I ever made a hit, I had a wrist game
In the kitchen with them thangs, trying make a killing
We in the building, every other month I make a million
Any nigga talking reckless cause they think Im chilling
Till I put some money on thier head, yeah, make them feel it
Have they own homies do him like they never knew him
Ill have Armelle walk up on him when we run into him
Close range shorty have him put something through him
So I hope your ready cause we heavy and were coming for you
The meek shall inherit the earth
So Ima own this bitch until Im buried in dirt
I only roll with niggas thatll carry me to my hearse
Blesses for my grandma, she carried me to that church
And I dont know why, I just feel like Im the one
They label me a victim but now look what I become
Or should I say became, I dont do it for the fame
Im for what they never make it but I went against the grain
Charges riding against my name, assasination to my character
Lifes a bi***, she cheated on me but I married her
Niggas getting murdered, this shit is getting scarier
Dodging all the pot holes, jumping all the barriers
And if she a bi***, I feel like I just got in that pu**
Shorty wanna be a star, thats why she popping that pus**
She trying to win so she hang amongst winners
Thats why I take the time just to pray at moms dinner
Cause I remember, cold nights not the winter
Not the weather Im talkin about with vince
Cause for that money, sins they get committed
And friends they get to splittin, divided just like division
So errday that I wake up, my undivided attention
It goes to getting my cake up and staying out of them prisons
The system made me stronger
And being broke just gave me my hunger
Im gone!
Nigga like me I walk around, fear no man
I dont owe you niggas sh**!
Erry nigga you see around me
Thats the niggas thats with me, unless they in jail or dead or something
Nigga livin life like f*** all you niggas
Ya feel me?!

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