Love My Team

[Intro: Meek Mill]

I'm ready

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

Love my team, I'll die for them niggas, ahh (Real rap)

Hating-ass niggas in my circle, had to cut 'em out (Cut 'em)

Gold-digging-ass bitches, fuck 'em then it's fuck em all (Fuck 'em)

Had my niggas locked down, so I'm screaming fuck the law (I'm riding)

Strap on, clip bent, riding in the Cadillac (Caddy)

Jack boys looking at me, and they know I ain't having that (Uh-uh)

Let them niggas pump you up, Like you just had an asthma attack

I'll hit you with that rat-a-tat, change your mind like "Matter fact"

Bow! We just like the Mafia (Mob), body you

Break the code of silence, nigga, we gon' 'Luminati you (Yeah)

Pull up in that black thing, "Phantom of the Opera" (Skrt!)

We be selling fish scales, just to make tilapia (Yeah)

I be up all night, chasing down them Benjamins

You should see this money, all these pretty hoes I'm swimming in

Walking to the stage, singing "Not Afraid" by Eminem

Take me to the boss, bitch, I don't deal with middlemen (Nope, ha!)

[Chorus: Drake & Meek Mill]

I'm about whatever, man, fuck what they talking about

Their opinion doesn't count, we the only thing that matters

Awww, and we do it how we do it

All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it

I be up all night (All night!) whole crew in here

'Cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year

Awww, man, I love my team, man, I love my team (Yeah)

I'll die for them niggas, awww (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

If Omelly tell me, "Fuck her," I'ma fuck her (Fuck her)

And if my nigga like her, swear to God that I won't touch her (Never)

'Cause loyalty is everything, them niggas like my brothers

If you don't see me with them everyday

Most likely I don't trust 'em, so it's fuck 'em

I'm a northsider nigga (North), with a southsider attitude (Southside)

Got the streets already, now I'm coming to take the avenues (Gimme that!)

Broke—them niggas love you

You get money, they get mad at you (Haters)

"Like why Tip ain't sign you yet?"

'Cause I ain't never ask him to (Never)

Haaaa! Just look at my wrist (Bling)

You look like that and I look like this (This)

I'm looking Rozayish and you looking like Chris (Ha!)

Old played-out-ass nigga, hating on me, broke bitch

It's whatever man, fuck what they talking 'bout

Niggas diss me in they raps, see me, try to talk it out (Frauds!)

I just look 'em in they eyes, it ain't shit to talk about

'Cause if we catch 'em without the crowd, we gon' chalk 'em out

Ha!

[Chorus: Drake]

I'm about whatever man, fuck what they be talking 'bout

Their opinion doesn't count, we the only thing that matters

Awww, and we do it how we do it

All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it

I be up all night, whole crew's in here

'Cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year

Man, I love my team, man, I love my team

I'll die for them niggas, awww

[Outro: DJ Ill Will]

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