Meek Mill, Lil Uzi Vert - Blue Notes 2 (LYRICS)

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Meek Mill - "Blue Notes 2" (ft Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics:
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
Yeah
You gotta turn me up in the headphones some more,
A little bit more
Turn me up Cruz
So many motherf***ing hundreds you gotta make a part two

I'm not in competition with my homies
I'm whippin' the competition and the Rollie
I know my opposition never knew me
They wouldn't be opposition if they know me
I make the proportion to my hitters
I told them to knock me down if you owe me
I just been slidin' 'round hittin' them, get 'em
We movin' with Glock, pounds and the .40s
Them n***** got shot down, we was whorin'
My homie a opp now, so we on him
I was like sixteen with the MAC on me
Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner
Where did the s*** scene n***** cracked on me
When it got real, tried to slide on him
I made some M's, split the guys on 'em
We keepin' it real, n***** not
And my homie a savage, I put in a casket
And I'm mad at him 'cause he died on us
Just left his funeral and I told his momma
Every time that she cry, we gon' slide on 'em
I look you n***** right dead in the eyes
And I ain't surprised you ain't ridin' for us
How would you feel if you bust some mills with some n*****
And they switch side on you? How would you feel?
When you so lit that you can't tell if the law real
If I can't tell you nothin', I'll tell you how Thug feel
And you ain't rich nigga, your stash gon' pay my drug bill
P****
N****, this expensive pain, pullin' expensive Range

Now I got expensive chain
He got drug money (Yeah), that's expensive game (Yeah)
I got expensive shooter (Yeah), he got expensive aim (Yeah)
You know it's Lil Uzi, that's an expensive name (Yeah)

I'm goin hard and my back to the wall
I was like Derek, just pumpin' and fakin'
There's no way they matchin' me off
Who really gon' stick me and we gettin' busy
And we seein rappers when we ball
I won't even brag this, I go triple platinum
And they said that was an award, eh
I switch my Rollie up to a Richard Millie
In the trenches with some young n****
Tryna tell him how this rich s*** really feel
You ain't never been in the field with them late nights
Off Benadryl with them great whites locked in a cell
Like Shawshank, no redemption
I was richest n***** in the prison
I was strappin' up when n***** weren't ridin'
I was the richest n***** on a mission
I was motivated, I watchin' moves
Yeah, the brokest n**** in the kitchen
I was chasin' million when they said I couldn't
I was hard headed, I ain't listen
Got a dad that never did
Now we all made it out the trenches, yeah
All of my money is new
All of my money is blue, riddle me this
I supposed to go get money, and keep doin' favors
And give all my money to who?
You keep tellin' me n n***** keep tellin' you what?
Why they be runnin' to you?
Why every time n***** talk about me and it's bad
They keep comin' to you?

I never got that part
N**** know you my man
But every time you wanna talk bad 'bout me
They come to you and you come to me like lil' h*e a** n****
I'll slap the s*** out you, f*** it
Woo

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
My homie a opp, but he know how I rock
So you know that I'm ready, however he comin'
We done went up on these n***** like seventy-nothin'
They talkin' 'bout body, we talkin' 'bout millions
We talkin' bout money, they talkin' 'bout killin'
I gotta go to the bathroom soon as I walk in the building
You know how I'm livin
Walkin', I'm tuckin' and passin' the glizzy
Don't look how I stichy you know I ain't slippin'
Come to your trenches, its me
And every one of my savage n*****, you know I ain't trippin'
And I can't get extorted, I'm ballin' like Jordan
We slidin with twenty, we totin' and pimpin'
It's f*** what n***** think
I just be laughin' to the bank

I done pulled up with the presidential on my wrist
And this b**** it like Hillary
I was just in the kitchen whippin' Hannah Montana
Like my name was Billy Ray
And I bet that I have me a hunnid million dollars
On these n***** 'fore I be twenty-eight
Love her back, when b****** wasn't lovin' me
Twenty-thousand at best, she ain't dumpin' me
I'm on point ain't no b**** out here runnin' me
Lamborghini the same color Bumblebee
Pull up Cullinan, same color, butter seats
In the game ain't no young n**** touchin' me
Yeah, she know that I'm the s*** and she know that I'm rich
Every time that we f*** she yell "nut in me" (Aye, Lil Uzi)


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