Meek Mill — The Trillest

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[Chorus]
Was the money good?
Was ’em bitches bad? Was they fuckin’ good?

As the champagne pours and the campaign roars
And the lights shine bright every night they applaud for the trillest[Verse 1]

It ain’t too many kids, a couple homies, there ain’t too many there
And they all gotta eat, they got too many kids

As soon as you get that money, that’s as soon they appear
Assuming you ’em owe something, they assuming you’ll share

Shit, I had to walk for it they talkin’ ’bout takin’ trains
And takin’ planes, I put the work in and made the name
But the question is

[Chorus]
Was the money good?
Was them bitches bad? Was they fuckin’ good?
Did your hood show you love? Did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say you’re loyal, throw your Rollies in the sky
[Verse 2]

Money made me iller, already was realer

Come to my city, we talk heavy and die young
When we get some paper, we cop Prezis and ride rim
20 inch rims for the dope boy
Sellin’ that coke boy, trappin’ on your note boy
Got that buy it all money, fuck I need a note for!?
In them school hallways, «fuck I need a note for!?»

[Chorus]
Was the money good?
Was them bitches bad? Was they fuckin’ good?
Did your hood show you love? Did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say you’re loyal, throw your Rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the trillest
As the champagne pours and the campaign roars
And the lights shine bright every night they applaud for the trillest[Verse 3]

Do my thing, they jump back, know how that shit go
And they say I’m arrogant

When I get that money like I married it
1 milly, 2 milly, 3 milly, buried it

Rolls Royce pushin’ real slow like a chariot
Pull up on them niggas that doubted me, shit embarrassin’
I’mma real nigga with money, never cherish it
You a fake niggas with money, it’s no comparison
Told me that I couldn’t get signed when I was rappin’ it
And told me I couldn’t do songs when I was battlin’
They told me that I couldn’t be trapper, I started trapping’ it
Never listen to ’em, oh well, shit is immaculate
I’mma just go sit up in this Bach again
Smoke the weed and laugh at them
Make a couple million by accident
Couple niggas dropped on Twitter, they say they back again
Couple months later on Twitter they say us laxative
Shitted on ’em, Nicki voice, did it on ’em Benjamins
Plently of ’em Benjamins, semi on him and he on a
Whole ‘nother level from before now

I got in my zone and that money started pourin’ down