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Meek Mill - Stuck In My Ways [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
John Harrison
John Harrison
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brock F. Korsan
Brock F. Korsan
Songwriter
John Harrison
John Harrison
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Estevez
Alex Estevez
Engineer
Lou Carrao
Lou Carrao
Engineer
Steven Xia
Steven Xia
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Cruz
Anthony Cruz
Recording Engineer
Cardo
Cardo
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Shout to young Cardo
Woo
Shout to Cardo
[Verse 1]
I bury you **** in money
Bury you ****
And then make it rain at your funeral
Drip, drip, drip
You flexin' the ten and the twenties
Cappin'
Can tell that this money shit new to you
New to you
You get my chain, I don't want it back
Want it back
You wear that shit while they viewin' you
Yeah
I'm in the field like a runnin' back
Runnin' back
Jumpin' out that Benz like a hula hoop
Woo
Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a Lamb'
I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams
Ran up a check, start poppin' 'em bands
These **** upset, thank God for my fam
Lord forgive me for towin' these hemis and puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi
I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar, ain't goin' out bad when I'm in the city
Yeah
[Chorus]
I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
She got a fatty, I hit from the back
They should have never let me in the sack, ooh yeah
I'm livin' legend, I swerve in that Lambo' like I'm in the pack, ooh yeah
I'm goin' hard for this paper, they hatin', ain't cuttin' no slack
Get it back, get it back
Stuck in my ways, chasin' this paper, been up for some days
Fuckin' lil' shawty, I let her hang with me, she fuckin' amazed
Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze
Cut her a check and tell her behave
[Verse 2]
I don't got time to be wastin' my time
Too many bad bitches waitin' in line
That pussy good, I'ma take her to shine
She lose a point, it'll make her a nine
She know I got some paper, I ain't gotta pay her
She just want me to pay her some mind
She want a fuckin' chaser, I'ma fuck her later
But I really can't make up my mind
I want some money and I want some pussy
Some pussy
No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie
Yeah
I built a empire sellin' that fire, I stayed on the block in a hoodie
Check-check
I turn my Glock onto fully
Fully
I let it wop on a bully
Brrr
I'm gettin' top in the telly
Ha
It sound like she moppin' spaghetti
[Chorus]
I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
She got a fatty, I hit from the back
They should have never let me in the sack, ooh yeah
I'm livin' legend, I swerve in that Lambo' like I'm in the pack, ooh yeah
I'm goin' hard for this paper, they hatin', ain't cuttin' no slack
Get it back, get it back
Stuck in my ways, chasin' this paper, been up for some days
Fuckin' lil' shawty, I let her hang with me, she fuckin' amazed
Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze
Cut her a check and tell her behave
[Chorus]
Ain't no finessin' me
No
**** they say it's all love and it better be
Yeah
Can't get ahead of me
Whoa
Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree
Ah
I got the recipe
Recipe
I had to mix up the song with the melody
Mix it up
Fuck is you tellin' me?
Tellin' me
Shawty be choosin' to keep her from messin' me
Yeah
Sniper Gang with me like Kodak
Kodak
Really got money and you know that
Know that
Better pay the tab if you owe that
Yeah
'Fore **** start layin' where your ho at?
Brrt
I'm from the North side of Philly, my **** will really send shots where your bro at
Shots
I heard them **** that's helpin' your hood, got depressed when you hear you can't go back
Woo
[Chorus]
I ain't gotta front, I get what I want
If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front
She got a fatty, I hit from the back
They should have never let me in the sack, ooh yeah
I'm livin' legend, I swerve in that Lambo' like I'm in the pack, ooh yeah
I'm goin' hard for this paper, they hatin', ain't cuttin' no slack
Get it back, get it back
Stuck in my ways, chasin' this paper, been up for some days
Fuckin' lil' shawty, I let her hang with me, she fuckin' amazed
Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's fuckin' a maze
Cut her a check and tell her behave
Ooh
Written by: Brock F. Korsan, Cardo Got Wings, John Harrison, Meek Mill
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