f*ckin’ Wit Me lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama]
Most of us successful people could tell you a story
About when they wasn't f*cking with us
Now that we at the top, y'all not f*cking with us

[Bridge: Tory Lanez]
They ain't f*ck with me when my money low
Now they tryna ride 'cause my money long

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
These n*ggas ain't sh*t, half million dollar whip, n*gga
Tell your b*tch suck a rich n*gga di*k
They may hate like I ain't grind for this sh*t
But I ain't tripping cause you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
Tell 'em "Nah, nah, you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me"

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, when the money came all the hoes came too
These n*ggas started hating, I guess that's what fame do
And I remain who? Me! Still be with the same crew
None of my n*ggas don't fall out for b*tches
They falling for money, we ain't you, we ain't y'all n*ggas
Started with a dollar and I turned that to a million
Now the Chasers in the building, it ain't hard n*gga
I'm like oh lord what a feeling when you pull up
Drop the ceiling on them suckers that was watching while we starve n*gga
They got fat and I got slim
So I sh*tted on them n*ggas when I got in
My homie caught me for some paper, that was not my friend
That was not my dawg, so it's f*ck that n*gga, knock him off
More money than you can ever think
Now we buying more PJ than we can ever drink
More than we could ever swallow
Get money that's my motto
When you in the lead there's nothing to follow
I know...
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
These n*ggas ain't sh*t, half million dollar whip, n*gga
Tell your b*tch suck a rich n*gga di*k
They may hate like I ain't grind for this sh*t
But I ain't tripping cause you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
Tell 'em "Nah, nah, you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me"

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
When the money came all the problems came too
And when the problems came all they had to blame was you
And n*ggas said I changed, you would probably change too
When n*ggas is hating they catching them vapors
And mad at favors that you ain't do
They gon' switch sides
I could tell you suckers want me gone
Before I let my mama mourn, you know I'ma let that sh*t fly
And I used to get it on
Selling crack till it was dawn
Moving fish, and I ain't talking 'bout no fish fry
And the reason they can't keep up, cuz when they sleep you know we up
We move kilos, then re-up
I do one lap, then I speed up
With your plan A, you couldn't be us
Or see us, when it's game time
And it's 4th quarter now let's D-up
I'ma be up, with my feet up
And I'ma eat up, every beat up
That they feed us, as a fetus
I had more stripes than Adidas
And my dawg told me don't ease up, kill these n*ggas
And when I do murder them all me and my Philly n*ggas
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
These n*ggas ain't sh*t, half million dollar whip, n*gga
Tell your b*tch suck a rich n*gga di*k
They may hate like I ain't grind for this sh*t
But I ain't tripping cause you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
Tell 'em "Nah, nah, you n*ggas ain't f*cking with me"

[Outro: DJ Drama]
I'm on a decade of dominating the game
With the legends, the hottest MCs, and the new n*ggas
It's me
They ain't f*ckin' with me
It's the ball
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