Meezy

Top of the morning, I jumped in a Bimmer

I walked out of Saks and walked straight into Neiman's

Off-White letterman straight out the cleaners

I'm balling on **** like Gilbert Arenas

Ri-Ri-Rick Owens high-tops, these ain't Adidas

She just saw a black truck and told me she seen me

I rock Vans, but wanted some Yeezy's

She think I'm from Southeast, bitch, I'm a Meezy

It only get harder before it get easy

I-I-I promise I'm coming, you tell me you need me

Yeah, I'm fucking wit' that

Huh, cool

**** was fucking wit' Paid, but soon as I got me some shine, **** getting into it

Think shit sweet ****, step up and prove it

He bought a gun, but he don't even use it

H-H-How I'm compared to the **** who ain't even talking 'bout nothing, this real pain music

I'm on the songs from start to the finish

Judge threw the book at em, started the sentence

I-I-I know my spot could be gone in a minute

I promise to shine for as long as I'm in it

We came a long way, sitting in hallways

Shoot-outs in broad days and locking the door

Life like a card game throw up the wrong hand, step in some quicksand and **** it's over

Couple of RP's, I'm feeling better

I went up like 80, my head in the toilet

I bought her Van Cleef, show her my love, back when I was broke, I just couldn't afford it

Top of the morning, I jumped in a Bimmer

I walked out of Saks and walked straight into Neiman's

Off-White letterman straight out the cleaners

I'm balling on **** like Gilbert Arenas

Ri-Ri-Rick Owens high-tops, these ain't Adidas

She just saw a black truck and told me she seen me

I rock Vans, but wanted some Yeezy's

She think I'm from Southeast, bitch, I'm a Meezy