Super Gremlin
Meek Mill
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We could've been superstars but niggas be playin' slime Only play for keeps Grimy, thirsty, hungry Say you my nigga, you say you my hitter But I don't remember you deep in the trenches I'm swingin' them switches, went out on your niggas If you ever wonder why I'm bein' distant Know why I'm slidin', I ain't even wildin' I'm only survivin' this life we livin' If we really rockin', then why you feel comfortable Talkin' 'round opps about my business Yeah, I'm in that zone (zone) Donut the 'Rari, I shake up the Track', yeah, they can't even follow me home (skrrt) I'm really from Philly, I know all the killers, I call 'em, then I'ma be wrong My youngin a soldier, they gave him like twenty I told him he got to be strong I send him some pictures, whenever he get 'em, I know that he probably alone (I know) He wrote me, he told me that he livin' through me, I said, "Broski, you gotta stay on" It's crazy, I ain't even write him 'cause I don't want to tell him what I'm really on Slidin', eighty rounds and Glocks to see my kids, I got to get home I seen lames turn superstars and that 'Gram cut off, and ya mans cut off 'Cause he went too far, he had went too hard He back broke, he tryna hit ya yard You a type nigga try to get ya dawg headshot, don't even tell 'em what ya charge Red dot, I ain't really tryna miss at all This love won't really take risks at all Nah, I was in back of the 'Bach when I pulled up the track with the gremlins We done got hold of the money and move like the Russians at the Kremlin AMG go sixty-three, G-Wagon, hear the engine (vroom) YG F450, bendin' corners, scrapin' fenders Somebody tell me who fuckin' with me And don't bring up no bitches that's fuckin' with me No competition when niggas are with me Don't bring up no niggas that's fuckin' with me If you a hater don't try to persuade me 'Bout none of them niggas that's fuckin' with me And don't speak on niggas, got money on me Or the niggas that's thuggin' with me You don't f*ck with my day ones? F*ck you, nigga It could be what you want it to be Got big bands, and I'll crush you, nigga That lil' money ain't nothin' to me I ain't chasin' no ho, they be runnin' to me I ain't payin' no hoes, they be comin' to me If I keep it a thousand, I'll be in the islands You run in my hitters before you could run into me Yeah, we could've be superstars (I don't trust him) If he spin again, better shoot his car (better dust him) Now, it's not safe for you (why?) My youngin put a switch on his Glick (brrt) Yeah
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Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Raul Bermejo, Jacob Canady
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