Meek Mill - Wanna Know Lyrics
[Intro]I just wanna know how niggas going to jailTelling on niggas, coming back home and it still being coolI just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followersAin’t got no money in real life, but still popping, I just wanna knowI wanna know, if a nigga ain’t really putting it in, but acting like he putting it inNiggas still letting it fly like it’s cool, I really wanna know manThis shit getting different out here it’s getting spooky[Verse 1: Meek Mill & Quentin Miller]Now when that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a checkIn New Orleans wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)So what that tell me? You a ***** and a fanSay the wrong shit you know the shooters at your neckI just wanna know, if you ain’t write that running through the six shitTell us who the ***** was Quentin running through the six with?Running through the six with my woesCounting money you know how it goesAll the real live forever babyAnd the fake get exposedNiggas writing for you cause you know you never did shitWhen I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fishWe the type of niggas to tie your mother up***** your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, *****You really sweet, I call you buttercupYou *****ing dork you changed the style because you studied usComing with the same flowSwitching up your lingoWe just want a refund, this ain’t what we paid forEvery time that we come, we get what we came forSpitting another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?[Hook]I just wanna know, I just wanna knowHow these niggas acting like they trill but really fakeAnd people acting like it goI just wanna know, I just wanna knowWas it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow?(Milli Vanilli ass nigga)[Verse 2]Money make a fake ass nigga look real againMoney make a sucker that told look trill againSays a lot about all the people that's feeling himBut I'ma show you ***** ass niggas what's real againHeard that other nigga talking we ain’t get back yetLet’s keep it short, nigga you ain’t get your chick back yetAnd now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed that checkYou went from Clear Port to boarding pass you miss that jet, hold up[Interlude 1: Sample]Cat, I got to take them off of here, that's rightI got to take them off of here, there’s only oneAnd that’s me, you understand?'Fore all that fighting, you understand?Sucka thinks he goodSucka thinks he can whoop meAnd I know he can’t whoop me and IHey boy, the nigga whole style is chump, you understand?When it comes to me you understandLet me get mines firstThen after I get mine, y’all can do what you wanna do[Verse 3]You know you *****ed up right?You shoulda just said nothingNow you're going to have to give me a check to stopAll I hear is platinum that platinum thisMeanwhile I’m on the carpet with a platinum chickI got a platinum rollie, platinum whipNiggas frauds I told the truth, don’t ask me shitAll this industry fake enemy and rap shitIt’s never really my style we got cash to getI really started from nothing now it’s back to shitPuffy almost caught a domestic when he smacked that *****Hold up, let that ***** breathe[Interlude 2: Diddy]Yeah this is called poppin' shitThere’s no cut on itThere’s no cut on itIf your feelings get hurtYou feel like "oh, that’s an arrogant little comment..."No this is the truth and the truth hurtsHaven’t I paid my dues?Haven't I weathered the storm?Didn’t I weather the storm?Niggas is gone and I'm here[Outro]You let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain’t forgetReal niggas back in style this shit is litThis that Ja Rule shit and 50 Cent
