Give It To ’Em Meek Mill

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I ain't no killa but don't push me
I look a nigga in his eyes, tell ya if he pussy
Remembering the times the people would overlook me
The bitches would try to play me
My future was looking shady
Wanted to be a star, they lock me behind bars
Try to shatter my dreams, I tell you them times hard
I ain't never give up
I hustled, I grind hard
Put my faith in the Lord
I know I'mma shine hard
I had no choice but to win
But the odds was against me
So I'm rolling through this bitch with my palms on my Semi
My Dad died when I was young so my Mom would defend me
And my sister would protect me
Now the made niggas respect me
Had to learn to be a man, learn to hold my hands
Learn to work that scale, turn the mouses into grams
Learn to stack this money, work for two and feed the fam
Now I'm the best thing since zaf curry on the lamb
I got 30 in my Glock, moving I'm squeezing
Ocean Drive in the drop head like I'm dreaming
Leaning, Addicted to the money, I'm feigning
Shit you wish you saw, I seen it at 23
Skinny nigga, big dreams, lot of pride
Somebody get in the way of that, it's homicide
My heart cold as Omelly heart when his Mama died
Or cold like Tashima & Ta' when my Aunt Rhonda died
Niggas got fat when we starve, It wasn't Ramadan
But sunny days, we ain't need a lot of time
So I'm like Tony Hawk on a skating board, I gotta grind
What I wouldn't do for a dollar sign, I don't know
It ain't bout money nigga I don't go
Shoot him in his head now he's John Doe
Nine on me, Rondo
I turned a fuckin' quarter ounce into a condo
I turned a condo into a fuckin'