Meek Mill - Make Me Lyrics
[Intro: Meek Mill]I ain’t never give a *****You think I’m supposed to give a ***** now cause I’m rich?Shit on me made me worseHatin’ ass niggas made me worse[Bridge: Meek Mill]I ain’t never care what a nigga had to say about meAnd I ain’t never care what a ***** had to say about meIt just make me, it just make me[Hook: Meek Mill]And I ain’t never care what a nigga had to say about meAnd I ain’t never care what a ***** had to say about meIt just make me, wana shit on ya’ll niggasIt just make me, wanna shit on ya’ll *****es straight up[Verse 1: Meek Mill]And I done seen *****es change on me for a little paperAnd I done seen niggas change on me for a little favorIt just make me, wanna stunt on ya’ll niggasIt just make me, wanna ***** on ya’ll *****esAnd I be popping bottles in the club feelin’ like MeechoAnd you know my niggas gonna bring them choppas everywhere we goAnd I don’t ever tuck my chain I guess it’s just a niggas egoI’m just a young nigga ballin’ wanna take me out the game D RoseAnd that make me, wanna load up the choppas go crazyAnd go and slide of every niggas that hatin’ meAnd stunt of every single ***** that ever played me back thenYou don’t wanna hear the Mac-10No one wanna hear the stories …Reason why I bought the Bentley and the AstonTo shit on niggas every time a nigga back then[Hook][Verse 2: Meek Mill]And it made me, wanna shit on ya’ll niggasCause lately, I ain’t been feelin’ ya’ll niggasTry and play me, I drop a brick on ya’ll niggasAnd make em go crazy, on every single one of ya’ll niggas straight upAnd all these hoes wanna ***** with a nigga like meBut when I was locked down ain’t none of these hoes write meThat’s why I don’t chase *****es cause the money only thing inside meAnd I don’t ***** with new niggas all day one niggas beside meWe got thirties, ridin’ round tryna do a nigga dirtyTry and burn me, headshot bye bye for a birdieAnd I ain’t worry, about none of ya’ll niggas tryna hurt meI got all these killers on stand-byAnd they kill any nigga tryna murk me word up[Hook][Verse 3: Meek Mill]We don’t never hate we ain’t rattin’ on nobodyWhen I touch twenty mill I’m a go and get that GottiIt just make me, wanna stack this paperIt just make me, wanna wack these haters straight upAnd I be in the city going hard like a nigga own thatAnd you be *****ing with the nigga who be *****ing with the niggas code redI can’t control my dogs with them dirty they don’t never hold backAsk about me in my city they tell you that we really on thatI got the baddest *****I got the flyest whipsAnd God bless me I never ever gettin’ tired of thisI ain’t worried bout nothin’I ain’t worried bout nothin’Cause if I was worried bout somethin’All ya’ll niggas gettin’ murdered bout somethin’ straight up[Hook]
