Meek Mill - Maybach Curtains ('Dreamchasers 3' Mixtape) Lyrics
feat. John Legend, Nas & Rick Ross[Hook: John Legend]Look how far we cameThrough the fire, I stood knowing we would reignFeels like yesterday when all this was a dreamThrough these Maybach curtains I see how life has changed[Intro: Meek Mill]I think I'mma dedicate this oneTo all the people that thought I wouldn't make it hereDreamchasers[Verse 1: Meek Mill]Yeah, it was all a dreamOn the corner servin' all them fiendsMe and a bunch of my niggas, yeah, we was all a teamThe system labeled us killas, but momma called us kingsWalked through the hall of a prison, now it's the hall of fameAnd people got the nerve to ask why I wear all these chainsWhen I was booked, they had me shackled to the wall of shameSo I'm just representin', better yet just reminiscin'Put down on that Bentley truck, I used to want the ExpeditionNow it's bigger things, grew up and got bigger dreamsCause in my hood, niggas try to smoke you just like nicotineAnd this money shit ain't funny, all the shit it bringsYou bound to lose your family and your friends, boy this shit is meanAnd birthdays was the worst daysLast week I made a hundred on a ThursdayAnd Club Liv got me sinnin' on a church dayStevie J all on the mic, he screamin' out my birthplacePhilly, we back![Hook][Verse 2: Nas]I'm blunted - You wanna see life's meaning?On the radio, Al Green, while Mom's cleanin'Mom's singing along with the songsAnd shortly I learned the words to 'emNerf balls, I threw 'emBut now I'm a perfectionist to a fault like JesusJudgin' his own miracles, but he won't cause he automaticI'm like an old blues singer living in the bottleWhose wife left him down in the bottomWriting songs is how we solvin' the problemMy liquid money's a hypnotist to your MrsLay back like I'm in the chair of a dentistNasir relentless, a freak like Prince isMystique like SadeSoon as I enter people, point and see my anointmentI ain't tryna do too muchSame time, I ain't no bum nigga not doin' enoughBut I ain't tryna do no dumb shit, chasin' my tail in a circleI made it so I'm chillin' nowTransparent ceiling now[Hook][Verse 3: Rick Ross]The chorus cinematic, going back to CaliYoung street nigga, late 80's suede Bally'sJewels like Rick the Ruler, looking like I ripped the jewelerI could cut a check, make some people hit your shooterDomino effect, you in that magic cityWhere all they do is flex; call it Milli VanilliComing from the bottom, my lil' nigga from PhillyYoung legend outta Queens, take over city to cityHonor thou mother, go to war for my brotherGiving sufficient funds to significant othersWent from poor now women screamin' for my signatureMore war came from the bottom so I know the warNever worn, always on, y'all niggas luke warmTalking cash over salads, heavy croûtonsCuban links equivalent to having suits onStretch Maybachs 'til they bring the coupes on[Hook]
