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letra de levels - meek mill

[intro: meek mill]
see it’s brackets n-gg-
them hoes ain’t f-cking you cuz you ain’t in that bracket n-gg-
learn life, it’s levels to this sh-t young boy
ay o you feel me

[hook: meek mill]
lil n-gg- we don’t rock the same clothes, f-ck the same hoes
cuz it’s levels to this sh-t
lil n-gg- we don’t drive the same whips, we don’t f-ck the same chicks
cuz it’s levels to this sh-t
lil n-gg- we don’t get the same paper, you a motherf-ckin’ hater
boy it’s levels to this sh-t
lil n-gg- cuz it’s levels to this sh-t
lil n-gg- cuz it’s levels to this sh-t
oh lord

[verse 1: meek mill]
cuz it’s levels to this sh-t, levels to this sh-t
can’t f-ck my ho cuz it’s levels to this b-tch
and i be rocking prada like a devil in this b-tch
and a birkin bag like a gold medal to this b-tch
and i’m heavy as it get
shining like a motherf-ckin’ bezel on my wrist
all my n-gg-s mobbing so we heavy in this b-tch
30 grand for the muller that’s a chevy on my wrist
cocaine, most saying, young n-gg- blowing up – kurt cobain
skating on them like i’m lil wayne
and this 458 don’t do the lil lane – vroom
swerve on ’em, n-gg-s gotta nerve on ’em
cuz i heard the feds got ’em and he had them birds on ’em
but a n-gg- back home and now n-gg-s roll wit him
caught a case what you think, n-gg- f-cking told on ’em
i ain’t get my sh-t sn-tched yet
you ain’t get your b-tch back yet
one call, n-gg-s aim that tech
blood drawn, headshot n-gg- brains on step
hot sh-t if you pop sh-t
and i don’t want your opinion if you ain’t got sh-t
we young n-gg-s, we winning i pull up, drop sh-t
mob sh-t, with more keys than a locksmith

[hook: meek mill]

[verse 2: meek mill]
d-mn tommy you ain’t got no job
dc, we the motherf-ckin’ mob
young n-gg- getting straight to the money
in a range with your honey, i pull up like ahh
i make them power moves with jay and them
them boys shooting don’t play with them
maybach, rozay and them
rolling down collins call rugs h-t the a with them
compound n-gg-s live now
if it’s the finals i’m balling like i’m lebron now
i call up odyssey tell them b-tches to calm down
i treat the jet like a taxi way the way i’m flying around
and i don’t f-ck with no n-gg-s
if they don’t f-ck with my n-gg-s
and i ain’t f-cking no b-tches
if they f-cking my n-gg-s

[hook: meek mill]

[verse 3: meek mill]
one time for the real n-gg-s
two times for the bad b-tches
y’all suckas be cuffing hoes
cuz y’all suckas never had b-tches
i hit the dealer bought another rolls
that’s the reason why you mad n-gg-
that’s the reason why you hating on me
i love balling, my bad n-gg-
cuz it’s levels to this sh-t
levels to this sh-t
can’t f-ck my ho cuz it’s levels to this b-tch
cuz it’s levels to this b-tch
and a birkin bag like a gold medal to this b-tch
lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up

[hook: meek mill]

- meek mill

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