Northside Southside Meek Mill (Ft. Giggs)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, look on the 'net and they talkin' 'bout bannin' me
Just left the dealer, I told him to Phantom me
I cannot be with no niggas that's fans of me
No kizzy
I don't know why these lil' niggas be playing with me
Murder for murder, they ain't understanding me
Take one of mine, that shit end with your family
Perkies, thirties, young niggas shooting like Currys
Walking in the club, no searching
Whack him for a check, yeah, surfin'
Spinning, sinning
Sinning, winning
I know the way that we living that wе probably going to Hell any minute
He nеver been on a mission, I see in his eyes, I can tell if he bitching
Treat him like Trey, get out the car, I know they gon' tell if he did it
My dog got them tickies from selling them brickies, but he ain't made the cell in a minute
Niggas been busting them U-eys, I'll never forget it, I ain't take a L in a minute
You a bitch, he a rat, he a fraud, on the 'Gram like he was that
Baby mama, she a groupie, in the Lamb', swerving with me eating gat
Big dog, real boss, make a call, nigga, you will be a pack
Cut a check, real nigga, credit card fraud, yeah, he was cap
Capping
I know you niggas be capping
I hit the switch on you, tapping
Two type of niggas, the niggas that watch and the niggas that go make it happen
I don't look up to no rappers
I ain't been talking no trapping
I've been investing, just chose up a check, it's ten million, and that was on test
Woo, I'm just turning up
When it's beef, shit, I can't sleep, that shit be burning me up
Front of Louis V, right on Rodeo, I pull up and donut the truck
What's a hundred to me? Give that shit to my homie and tell him go run that shit up
Niggas can't fuck with the gang
Big FN on me hang