MEEK MILL - Levels lyrics

Meek Mill with “Levels” Produced by Cardo


Levels lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill]
See its brackets nigga
Them hoes ain't f*cking you cuz you ain't in that bracket nigga
Learn life, its levels to this sh*t young boy
Ay O you feel me

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, f*ck the same hoes
Cuz its levels to this sh*t
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we don't f*ck the same chicks
Cuz its levels to this sh*t
Lil nigga we don't get the same paper, you a motherf*ckin' hater
Boy its levels to this sh*t
Lil nigga cuz its levels to this sh*t
Lil nigga cuz its levels to this sh*t
Oh lord

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Cuz its levels to this sh*t, levels to this sh*t
Can't f*ck my ho cuz its levels to this bitch
And I be rocking prada like a devil in this bitch
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
And I'm heavy as it get
Shining like a motherf*ckin' bezel on my wrist
All my niggas mobbing so we heavy in this bitch
30 grand for the Muller that's a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine, most saying, young nigga 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, niggas gotta nerve on 'em
Cuz I heard the feds got 'em and he had them birds on 'em
But a nigga back home and now niggas roll wit him
Caught a case what you think, nigga f*cking told on 'em
I ain't get my sh*t snatched yet
You ain't get your bitch back yet
One call, niggas aim that tech
Blood drawn, headshot nigga 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 niggas, we winning I pull up, drop sh*t
Mob sh*t, with more keys than a locksmith


[Hook: Meek Mill]

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Damn Tommy you ain't got no job
DC, we the motherf*ckin' mob
Young nigga 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 hit the A with them
Compound niggas live now
If its the finals I'm balling like I'm LeBron now
I call up Odyssey tell them bitches 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 niggas
If they don't f*ck with my niggas
And I ain't f*cking no bitches
If they f*cking my niggas

[Hook: Meek Mill]

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
One time for the real niggas
Two times for the bad bitches
Y'all suckas be cuffing hoes
Cuz y'all suckas never had bitches
I hit the dealer bought another Rolls
That's the reason why you mad nigga
That's the reason why you hating on me
I love balling, my bad nigga
Cuz its levels to this sh*t
Levels to this sh*t
Can't f*ck my ho cuz its levels to this bitch
Cuz its levels to this bitch
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up

[Hook: Meek Mill]


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