Playing With Fire Meek Mill

[Hook: Betty Wright]
So you've got so many diamonds
You wear all the finest clothes
And your grill is shining
As you're drivin down the streets of gold
But you, can't, blame, me, if I set this stage on fire

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
My new bitch she a whore cause she fuck with Gucci
And she fuck with Prada and she mess with Louie
I heard she fuck with Benji, she know that he be with me
Acting like a groupie, I let her Jimmy chew me
Her shoes be Giuseppe, mines be D squared
Double straps on them, nine hundred a pair
Ya, nominate me grinder of the year
Cause I be up early in the morning trying to grind me up a square
Just to get that dough, on your marks set go
Trying to move them O's like tic-tac-toe
When I see them hoes they be all trying to go
Joe ass niggas they be all trying to roll
But we don't move D's we just move with the heat
Live by the gun in the cold of the streets
Supposed to make it hot not cold in the streets
Same niggas running around they done told in the streets
But this is the life, what its like, by any means necessary
I'mma go and get it and retire in like Neveruary
So its 2012 for you rappers put an end to them
Scorpio flamer Mortal Kombat finish him