Im Me

[Intro: Meek Mill] Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I pull up like what the business Fuck you niggas feelings Puffing dro and paper stacking money to the ceiling I been balling for a year or two I don't think I'm going back Walk up in the club And make them bitches have a ho attack Or should I say a heart attacking go into cardiac I'm gon' let her ride but she ain't fucking then she walking back You niggas be talking that Same shit I'm living though Faded like I'm Michael Jordan But I'm Scottie Pippen though Different state Different place End up with a different ho Niggas hating in the hood I ain't even tripping though I be walking through my city like a fucking king I'm in these streets Just ask around I do my fucking thing Yeah I been eating since they let me out the fucking bin Nobody told me this the shit that all this money bring [Chorus: Meek Mill] You know the team, it's MMG Rookie of the year, I'm MVP I'm gettin' paper, it's M.O.B She asked me who I think I am, I told her bitch I'm me I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me My niggas is balling, you niggas is hating Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making I tell her bitch I'm me [Verse 2: Meek Mill] I get that work out my face I put that shit on my man I give it straight to Omelly he selling 30 a gram I put them b's on your team And they gon' murder your man Black and white maro looking like the hamburglar Damn I got bars Outer space I'm on mars I forever do my thing Pull strings, guitar Before I had a deal I was a fuckin hood star And I ain't chewing cause my goon is riding like a good car I'm the topic of discussion Waka bitch I'm bustin Rollie face blue Like I'm cripping on em cousin Nigga you ain't got it you just looking like you stunting I was there, you called my man and you was looking for an onion, lame We on the same road but it's a different lane And all you niggas telling like it's a different game In the district, pointing pictures, giving names They shoot at us, we kill em all and we get the blame [Chorus: Meek Mill] You know the team, it's MMG Rookie of the year, I'm MVP I'm gettin' paper, it's M.O.B She asked me who I think I am, I told her bitch I'm me I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me My niggas is balling, you niggas is hating Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making I tell her bitch I'm me [Outro: DJ Drama] Your best DJ Drama interpretation Is only going to get you what I've already done, be yourself