Meek Mill — Levels Remix

[Intro: Meek Mill] See, it's brackets, nigga Them hoes ain't fuckin' you ‘Cause you ain't in that bracket, nigga Learn life, it's levels to this shit, young boy Aye, O, you feel me? [Hook: Meek Mill] Lil nigga, we don't rock the same clothes Fuck the same hoes, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't drive the same whips We don't fuck the same chicks, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't get the same paper You a motherfuckin' hater, boy, it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit—oh Lord! [Verse 1: Meek Mill] ‘Cause it's levels to this shit, levels to this shit Can't fuck my ho, ‘cause it's levels to this bitch And I be rockin' 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 Shinin' like a motherfuckin' bezel on my wrist All my niggas mobbin' so we heavy in this bitch 30 grand for the Muller, that's a Chevy on my wrist Woo! Cocaine Mulsanne Young nigga blowin' up; Kurt Cobain—boom! Skatin' 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 ‘Cause I heard the feds got him and he had them birds on him But a nigga back home and now niggas roll with him Caught a case, what you think? Nigga fuckin' told on him I ain't get my shit snatched yet You ain't get your bitch back yet One call, niggas aim that TEC Blood drawn, headshot, nigga brains on step Hot shit if you pop shit And I don't want your opinion if you ain't got shit We young niggas, we winnin', I pull up, drop shit Mob shit, with more keys than a locksmith [Hook: Meek Mill & Puff Daddy] Lil nigga, we don't rock the same clothes Fuck the same hoes, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't drive the same whips We don't fuck the same chicks, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't get the same paper You a motherfuckin' hater, boy, it's levels to this shit (yo, Meek) Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit (aye, yo, Meek, let me talk to these niggas man) Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit—oh Lord! [Verse 2: Puff Daddy] Yeah, take that, take that One-point-two matte-black Maybach Y'all niggas burnt out, racetrack Bad boy, nigga, fuck around, bring mase back Y'all niggas hate that, come and get rocky like A$AP She poppin' on the Molly, she chase that Red dot, blue dot, here ho, drink that What up? Half a milly in the bank Afford a jet, spend a [?] in the tank You lil' niggas couldn't last in this ring Ayy, yo, nigga, I just bought me a bank 'Cause there's levels to this shit Motherfucker, there's some levels to this shit We talkin' money, I'm a veteran at this Bad boy, rich niggas, we so heavy in this bitch [Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana] Lil nigga, we don't rock the same clothes Fuck the same hoes, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't drive the same whips We don't fuck the same chicks, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't get the same paper You a motherfuckin' hater, boy, it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit (hah, Montana) — oh Lord! [Verse 3: French Montana] When he talk about drums, have you met him with the shit? Talk about climbing four levels with this shit Your watch ain't even worth bezel on my shit Two lumps on her ass, lookin' camel with this shit (hah) Talk about the game, Slick Rick with the chains Tim duckin' in the [?], [?] Davis with the aim (blah) Hit niggas, paramedics zip niggas Who you thought was real, nigga? In the line of pickin' niggas Started from the bottom, now we high on the hill Started from a dollar, now them niggas makin' mills Philly with the eagle with my nigga, Meek Mill High like The Beatles on the perc, on the pills (hah) We don't fuck with no bitch (hah) Been fuckin' your bitch We don't fuck with no nigga (hah) They don't fuck with my niggas [Hook: Meek Mill] Lil nigga, we don't rock the same clothes Fuck the same hoes, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't drive the same whips We don't fuck the same chicks, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, we don't get the same paper You a motherfuckin' hater, boy, it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit Lil nigga, ‘cause it's levels to this shit—oh Lord!