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Meek Mill - Millidelphia (feat. Swizz Beats) [Official Audio]
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Vocals
Swizz Beatz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacquez Lowe
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
Leon Flowers
Songwriter
Meek Mill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pliznaya
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woo!
Showtime
King's back, wah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Pullin' off for the 215)
Told you, it's Meek time
Meek time, it's Meek time, huh!
[Verse 2]
For the love of the city (For the city)
All my **** on the block (On the block)
Twelve o' clock, we ain't wheelin' (We ain't wheelin')
Fuck 12 and the cops (Fuck 12)
They wanna see me in a cage
I'd rather see me in a Wraith
I'm motivation on the 'Gram
I'm goin' live on these bitches on stage, god damn!
[Verse 3]
Who love the streets? (Meek, meek!)
Who droppin' heat? (Meek, meek!)
Who lock the city up? Pull up that Bentley truck
Rest of them motherfuckers see (Meek!)
Who droppin' shit through the wire? (Meek!)
Who really droppin' that fire? (Meek!)
Back on the wire, they listen when I speak
Who got the key to the streets? (Meek!)
[Verse 4]
They were screamin' "Free Meek!" (Yeah)
Now Meek free, judge tryna hold me (Talk to 'em)
'Member back when I was dead broke
Pretty bitches, they ain't even know me (Zoom)
Taught these **** how to post up on a jet
For the 'Gram, bust a Rollie (Talk to 'em)
'Member that?
I'ma be humble, but I need receipts
'Cause these **** up (Philly, stand up!)
[Verse 5]
****, ain't nothin' 'bout me average (Woo)
Jumpin' out the Wraith with a bad bitch (Damn)
At the Clearport moon walking
Wrist all glitter, Michael Jackson (Damn)
**** better miss me with the rat shit (God damn)
Same with the internet cappin' (God damn)
When we do a hit, it's a murder
Shit'll get ugly like catfish
[Verse 6]
Who came and tripled this work? (Meek!)
Who shall inherit the earth? (Meek!)
Who see the plug, get 'em dirt? (Cheap!)
I get them bad bitches thirst- (-Ty!)
[Verse 7]
Make it rain on 'em, pour champagne on 'em
Bad bitches do whatever I say (Wait)
I bought a Rolls Royce just to burn that shit
And set that shit on fire, **** (God damn)
[Verse 8]
For the love of the city (For the city)
All my **** on the block (On the block)
Twelve o' clock, we ain't wheelin' (We ain't wheelin')
Fuck 12 and the cops (Fuck 12)
They wanna see me in a cage
I'd rather see me in a Wraith
I'm motivation on the 'Gram
I'm goin' live on these bitches on stage, god damn!
[Verse 9]
Who love the streets? (Meek, meek!)
Who droppin' heat? (Meek, meek!)
Who lock the city up? Pull up that Bentley truck
Rest of them motherfuckers see (Meek!)
Who droppin' shit through the wire? (Meek!)
Who really droppin' that fire? (Meek!)
Back on the wire, they listen when I speak
Who got the key to the streets? (Meek!)
[Verse 10]
Who really poppin' shit? (Poppin' shit)
Came in your city and got it lit (Got it lit)
All of these pretty hoes I done hit (Pretty hoes)
You better pray that I got a bitch (Got a bitch)
I show no mercy on ****' hoes (****' hoes)
All I gotta do is just like her pic (Woo!)
If you a opp, I'ma buy your bitch (Buy your bitch)
This for the trap, this is not a hit, woo!
[Verse 11]
****, I'm a icon livin'
Jumpin' on the chopper outta prison
Bunch of supermodels wanna visit
I'ma let it live to get a picture
Aventador, Aventador, Aventador (Skrrt skrrt)
Turn your Hellcat into a kitten
I could smell rat **** snitchin'
Touch down and it's back to the business
[Verse 12]
Who they say droppin' that work? (Meek!)
Who hit them bad bitches first? (Meek!)
Who charge two-fifty a verse? (Meek!)
Who rap but still get you merked? (Meek!)
[Verse 13]
This cop tried to book me on the north side of Philly
'Cause I'm still poppin' wheelies like, "What?"
New jewelry, new money on the way
And I just ordered that Rolls Royce truck, ya dig?
[Verse 14]
For the love of the city (For the city)
All my **** on the block (On the block)
Twelve o' clock, we ain't wheelin' (We ain't wheelin')
Fuck 12 and the cops (Fuck 12)
They wanna see me in a cage
I'd rather see me in a Wraith
I'm motivation on the 'Gram
I'm goin' live on these bitches on stage, god damn!
[Verse 15]
Who love the streets? (Meek, meek!)
Who droppin' heat? (Meek, meek!)
Who lock the city up? Pull up that Bentley truck
Rest of them motherfuckers see (Meek!)
Who droppin' shit through the wire? (Meek!)
Who really droppin' that fire? (Meek!)
Back on the wire, they listen when I speak
Who got the key to the streets? (Meek!)
[Verse 16]
P-H-I, double-L Y
He that guy, he never gon' lie
Forever be fly, I been that ****
I could swear to my god
Cross my heart and put that on my mom
I bought a Patek, I ain't settin' the time
Like Kim Jong, I be ready to bomb
Might get gone, take a jet to Dubai
You not a hunnid, ****, seventy five
You play big, must be ready to die
****, for effin' with I
(Meek!)
Written by: Kasseem Daoud Dean, Leon Flowers, Jaucquez Marquis Lowe, Robert Rihmeek Williams
