Im Leanin (Intro) - Meek Mill feat Travis Scott, Birdman & Diddy
[Intro: DJ Drama]
Studies say humans forget 90% of their dream, upon the first 10 minutes of waking
{"Cardo on the beat!"} They say most people don't even remember, 99% of the dreams they ever even had
{"Cardo on the beat!"} Haheh, as Dreamchasers, we're the exception
[Meek Mill:]
Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed; quarter mil for the Mulsanne, flex
All my n_ggas gon' cash, checks, and all y'all n_ggas look mad, stressed
And we ain't even made n_ggas mad, yet, cause next time I grab, I'ma grab, jet
I might go Bugatti with a bad b_tch beside me, n_gga hotter than wasabi, get that ass, wet
Young n_ggas goin' hard in the streets, we ain't ever known to call the police
Got birds for the twenty-five K (WOO!) sounds like a bargain to me
Young n_ggas gettin' money in the Bent, leather lookin' like Spalding to me
And I don't know what no line look like; hundred bad b_tches gettin' all in with me
Get 'em all in for free; started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock
And now I got a lot of cars, if a n_gga talk the foreigns, got a car lot
And everybody talkin' money but they ain't showing numbers like the call block
And all I do is count money, f_ck pretty ass hoes, and car shop
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Yeah n_gga I'm leanin', leanin'; young rich n_gga, I'm leanin'
Puffin' on strong, gettin' gold, bad b_tches lookin' like Nia Long, I mean it
N_gga I'm leanin', leanin'; young rich n_gga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on promethazine that n_gga; my team got money all season
N_gga I'm leanin'...
[Travis Scott:]
Mmm, leanin' - damn near spilled my semen (straight up)
Had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife, damn near see my demons (La Flame!)
Loose furs, hyenas, for the love of money and Selena
Vatos losin' their nerves, there's bird n_ggas on the curbs and let 'em pull up and do the Macarena (AHHHHH!!)
H-Town n_ggas spilled Peach Crush on my jeans (nope)
Never go far with no b_tch with no condoms unless they can cover the lease on my Beamer (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't touch my hoes (La Flame)
Let's go down in Ibiza town, we get cold, you don't need no coat
Mu'f_cker, I'm leanin' (dope); don't talk to me, couple street n_ggas think twice before crossin' me (oh no)
Meek, these n_ggas sh_t can't last that long, why these motherf_ckers keep botherin' me? (straight up)
I'm leanin', for a minute you had me then the second I caught it when it passed me
Oh no (straight up) somebody pass me a blunt and a double world cup
Mu'f_cker, mu'f_cker I'm...
[Chorus]
[Outro 1: Birdman (Meek Mill)]
Yeah, straight lovers to this life, n_gga; parlay or nothin'
See we started trappin' before we was rappin', and then we was, trappin' and rappin'
Shining on these hoes, high life, hah
This what we live now - blowin' out the pound, heh, Italian on the floor n_gga
Ya understand me? Steppin' onto a mil' n_gga
(They say money rule the world, you can't pay God with it)
Step your game up n_gga or lose your b_tch n_gga
It's just that simple...
[Outro 2: Diddy]
Yeah, we Dreamchasers
We out there gettin' this money so you can't f_ck with everybody
Cause everybody ain't at you motherf_ckin' level so the motherf_ckers that don't understand you
They wind up motherf_ckin' hatin' you, and so you know what you gotta do
And so you gotta hate those motherf_ckers too
F_ck them n_ggas, f_ck they motherf_ckin' mommas
They daddies, they aunts, they uncles and they little tee-tees, too
Ayo, s_ck a d_ck; Meek Mills, let's get it
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