The Trillest (Explicit)

The Trillest (Explicit) - Meek Mill

Was the money good

Was em b**ches bad

Was them f**kin' good

Did your hood show you love

Did the hoes say you fly

If your friends say you're loyal throw your rollies in the sky

For the trillest

For the trillest

As the champagne pours and the campaign roars

And the lights shine bright every night that plug

For the trillest

See my momma cry too many tears

And we been broke like too many years

It ain't too many kids a couple homies there ain't too many there

And they all gotta eat they got too many kids

To many kids with no fathers doing too many bids

Too many bids just gave 'em kids too many years

As soon as you get that money that's sooner they appear

So may young some as soon as you share

And yeah I've been losin' touch with my family it ain't the same

I should've gave my sister some money but I made it rain

I should've hit the crib with my son and play a game

But instead I ended up at the jeweller to make a chain

It's saying saying when you make money it make you change

Like four quarters the fourth quarter I made a lane

Sh*t I had to walk forward they talkin' 'bout takin' trains

And takin' planes I put the work in and made a name

But the question is

Was the money good

Was them b**ches bad

Was they f**kin' good

Did your hood show you love

Did the hoes say you fly

If your friends say you're loyal throw your rollies in the sky

For the trillest

For the trillest

As the champagne pours and the campaign roars

And the lights shine bright every night that plug for the trillest

I never wanted to be like mike

I wanted to be like mitch

Now all the lil niggas wanna be like this

I wear my chain in any city let you see my sh*t

Cause I earned that it's on me i'mma keep that sh*t

I got blood on my money ether in my soul

Do you know the feeling durin' easter with no clothes

Now it's stars in the ceiling bringing ether out the rose

With the curtains on the windows I'm just peepin' at my ghost

Money made me iller already was realer

Young kings killin' young kings over skrilla

That's why I ride around mac on me like I was miller

Or reggie when I shoot for that three

They drop fetty that's good money

Come to my city we talk heavy and die young

When we get some paper we cop prezis 20 inch rims

For the d**e boy sellin' that coke boy trappin' on your note boy

Got that off money f**k I need a note for

In them school hallways like f**k I need a note for

We ain't wanna go to class was sellin' coke raw

The principal was coppa too hit him with a snowball

Was the money good

Was them b**ches bad

Was they f**kin' good

Did your hood show you love

Did the hoes say you fly

If your friends say you're loyal throw your rollies in the sky

For the trillest

For the trillest

As the champagne pours and the campaign roars

And the lights shine bright every night that plug for the trillest

Lookin' for that intro

I was at the dealer lookin' for another benzo match

Kicks with my kenzo young ni**a

Heart of a lion hungry as hippo

When I was on my last nobody ain't tell me sh*t though

Flow slicker than crisco niggas talkin' I get low

Do my thing they jump back know how that sh*t go

And they still say I'm arrogant

I'm still eatin' steak with the asparagus

When I get that money like

I married it 1 milly 2 milly 3 milly

Buried it since they say

I'm underground I run that b**ch like

Harriet rolls royce pushin' real slow like a chariot

Pull up on 'em niggas that got to me sh*t

Embarrassin' i'mma real ni**a with money never trash it

You a fake niggas with money it's no comparison

Told me that I couldn't get signed when I was rappin' it

And told me I couldn't do songs when I was battlin'

They told me that I couldn't be trap I started trappin' it

Never listen to 'em oh well sh*t is immaculate

I'mma just go sit up in this back again

Smoke the w**d and laugh at 'em

Make a couple million by accident

Couple niggas dropped on twitter say they back again

Couple months later on twitter they say us laxative shitted on 'em

Nicky voice did it on 'em benjamins plently of 'em

Benjamins semi on 'em a many

On a- whole 'nother level from before now

Tell my niggas when I see a hundred mil its going down

When I made my first mil I was like it's on now

Then I made my second mil money on the floor now

Then I made my third mil I'm like I need more now

I got in my zone and that money started pourin' down

Every time I hit the booth microphone torn down

We couldn't get a pair of pumas we up in the store now b**ches