[Hook: Meek Mill] I been that nigga 'fore the money and the fame I been that nigga 'fore the diamonds and the chain I been that nigga 'fore the foreigns and the clothes I been that nigga on the corner with the most I been that nigga, I been that nigga My dog a shooter please don't make me send that nigga I been that nigga, I been that nigga If he keep talking I'll make him pin that nigga
[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I been that nigga on the corner nappy braids and selling hard Now I pull up on 'em bitches got them texting oh my god I got bitches out in Paris that be texting "ooh la la" I hit back like "Who this" she hit back, you forgot Real niggas gone link up but my H-town pouring drink up Just me and Junior in the brinks truck Doing all this shit we ain't think of Trying to wild out cause we cranked up I'm blue-dottin that pink stuff Maraj putting that pussy on me Ten bands throw her mink up I got money all in my mind ho What do you think think I grind for? Condoms all in my condo Pocket change what you signed for? My niggas my niggas My niggas my hitters, we finna get richer I'm talking about bigger and bigger They stealing my swag just look at my pictures
[Hook] I been that nigga 'fore the money and the fame I been that nigga 'fore the diamonds and the chain I been that nigga 'fore the foreigns and the clothes I been that nigga on the corner with the most I been that nigga, I been that nigga My dog a shooter please don't make me send that nigga I been that nigga, I been that nigga If he keep talking I'll make him pin that nigga
[Verse 2: Rick Ross] Blew a half a kilo on my cuban link to watch it swing No shirt, baking soda standing at the sink Swerving in my wraith I should just pull up at the church Have these niggas playing on me devils wish it was a hearse In my all black shades, motherfucking Ray Charles I used to mop the floors now who the motherfucking boss? I been that nigga that could get em by the two's Snow white, no spikes, two stacks for my loubs You a fool for your wifey and I passed her to my crew Coke white, sour creme, butter all in my coupe Put my dogs on celery, you see we all be blowing loud Chopper still might judge a jury I could take this bitch to trial
[Hook] I been that nigga 'fore the money and the fame I been that nigga 'fore the diamonds and the chain I been that nigga 'fore the foreigns and the clothes I been that nigga on the corner with the most I been that nigga, I been that nigga My dog a shooter please don't make me send that nigga I been that nigga, I been that nigga If he keep talking I'll make him pin that niggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
