In A Minute lyrics - Meek Mill

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Killerdelphia

(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)

Uh

Shit is crazy, when I look at my sons, I see a God

Can't complain when my niggas ain't livin' and we alive

Charlie thought I would make it without him, nigga's surprised

At the Grammys lookin' down from the stage, right in his eyes

I told Chino he should stay out them trenches, but, he decided

To play them corners, I check up on him 'cause we gon' ride

Slidin' around in a brand new Phantom with three .45s

Two F&Ns, a small percentage that we gon' die

This bulletproof forever, my mom sleep better

So, she don't cry

This shit we smoke make my mind think better

So, we get high

I'm never puttin' these thots on my girl level

So, she ain't mine

And if a thottie ever told you I love her

Then, she a lie

'Member I was tellin' niggas, "Stack that paper, fuck gettin' fly"

'Member I was tellin' niggas, "Come get these millions, fuck gettin' by"

Now, my homies gettin' clutch on each other, it's gettin' [?]

Now, my homies ain't even trustin' each other, I swear to God

Black and jewels protect my freedom 'cause I'm rich like that

Bulletproof, I'm in the trenches, 'cause it gets like that

I had to cut them thotties off, I said, "I gets right back"

Soon as my dawg went in her DM, that bitch hit right back, facts

I never wanted to be this rich, quarantine, I got three hundred all on my wrist, yeah

Quarantine, I'm mixin' noodles up with the fish, yeah

And only thing you can say I failed was a piss test

Diamonds shine like the Holy Grail, and all my shit wet

And all of these niggas know me well

Ho, wait, no bitch pressed

Ho try fuck my whole shit up 'cause that bitch pressed

She downgraded and I upgraded to big jet

Told 'em when they booked my jet, I need to store this

They know what I'm spendin' on them things, so, how's you doin' this?

Fifty K take off to the air, these prices ludicrous

I could've bought two chains with that, don't know where my future is

My shit WHAM like Baby out here

My older knew his shit, got to keep a gunner with twenty-one shots

Duck down and shoot some shit

Free my slimes, free my opps

I rep' that 18 in baguettes 'cause that's my truest block

And I can't trust you, I can't tell you tell the truth or not

I been too busy freein' these [?], ain't been in the booth a lot

They gave my dawg life in the cell, he got to do [?]

He say he pray five times a day, and I'm gon' scoop him out

Watch me

Richard on my wrist cost a new Bugatti

All these billionaires around me, it feel like the 'lluminati

Bad bitch, that pussy wet, I'm slippin', I could sue somebody

I can't bring my shooters 'round me, yeah, they be tryna shoot somebody

Yeah, I see your, "R.I.P." on the 'Gram, but, what you do about it?

Let them niggas lie your mans and you had knew about it

And when it come to holdin' that water, I'm turnin' blue about it

Get some money and them pounds, they come to you about it

Red light, catch a nigga at that red light

Go crazy on this window with that glizzy with that flashlight

For times that got dark, shit I went through in my past life

And this bitch still goin' hard like I ain't make five million last night

And I ain't talkin' 'bout other finesse, I'm talkin' 'bout my deal

And it's crazy 'cause I done investments to clear out all my bills

I get lazy, I let my cash work for my cash, I want to chill

My four pockets still be filled, and I got ties [?] for real

I'll be back in a minute

Switchy on that Glicky