Middle Of It lyrics - Meek Mill

[Meek Mill:]

(We got Xander)

Yeah

(Yo Nick Papz, make it slap)

I'm not the leader but follow the lead

Poppin' some shit that's out of your league

Shawty identical, Bella Hadid (Shawty identical)

She beggin', tellin' me "Please"

The Patek keep tellin' her to freeze (Freeze)

She think I tell her to chill and I'm tryna tell her to leave (Leave)

Woah, woah, woah

Bendin' in the corner, I (Bendin', bendin')

Bendin' the corner, I drum up some shit

I think you know about times it was lit

Seventeen summers been runnin' this shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I heard lil' shawty was fuckin' a Crip

Bought her a blue Birkin now I got her whole crew workin' on me, suckin' that dick, woah (Woah, woah)

I do not parlay with thots (I don't)

I'd rather party with Glocks

Hangin' with killers and callin' the shots (Yeah)

Niggas be beefin' with gang, can't go to the club, we in all the spots, yeah

Niggas be beefin' with gang, no cuffin' no hoes, yeah, all of them thots

All of my homies a hunnid and more (Woo)

Ain't got a honey bun, go to the store (Woo)

Not to demean you but I gotta teach you, if you want this money, you doin' your chores

Washin' your dishes, the rags and the riches

The Glock with the switches, we handlin' business

We go on a mission, we don't know no bitches

Now spend like a ticket, we goin' to court (Yeah)

Dropped in the DM, like, "Fuck is you doin' this for?," you know I was goin' to war

She tried to link me and give me two and a four, I left it in a hole in the floor

Left on the chopper, I feel like I'm Chapo, I got out that bitch and I turn up some more

Went to Miami for four hunnid thousand, to roll up some loud with a boat on the water (Woah)

Blood still treat me like fam, my youngboy go with his daughter (Facts)

Beat the casino for two to four million and text my account, it's slaughter (Facts)

I made a fifty now I want a hunnid, a billi', it go in that order (Facts)

Ha!

Daddy died by a.44, I be livin' like a warlord

'Member I was shackled [?] up, now I'm back to backin' in a four-door

Million dollars worth of jewelry on, no insurance on, like, "What's goin' on?"

In the trenches like it's regular, people think that I be showin' off

All these niggas talkin' they be goin' off, gotta blow it off

Left my youngin' with the presidential at the Waldorf to hit a star raw

Told me as soon as he got it, he dip it inside it and goin' in raw dog

I give a fuck she an actress, a singer, or model, I pray it don't fall off

Let's pray

All these hoes still fuckin'

Ran up a check and you know how we bummin'

Get to a milli' then run up them Bentleys

I'm fresh outta Philly, you know we ain't runnin'

I see these niggas talk shit on the internet

Catch 'em in traffic, I know it ain't nothin'

I told my youngin' to spin and to let out, as soon as he let out I throwed a little sum (Brr)

Boss in my hood, I'm like Richard Porter

I just fucked a dime for free and she ain't get a quarter

But I still wired the five racks because that shit was water

Gang!

Ha!

[Vory:]

All the money that I sent you, that don't last too long

Pussy good, I might just have to put my crew on

Ten years runnin' shit, and she know that I'm two on

Baby, don't be surprised if I ain't shoot a drop before the team or somethin'

I know you started with nothin'

Always startin' something but wanna talk about nothin', oh yeah, yeah

And please don't be surprised if I shoot the fuckin' broads, girl, you know it goes

Girl, you know how it goes, oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

Shawty for the downfall, she wan' spend her own drug

So please don't be surprised if I shoot or fuck the team, or somethin'

'Cause you started with nothin'

Always turning nothings to somethings

Yeah

Oh baby