Meek Mill - Stuck In My Ways lyrics

[Verse 1] I bury you n***as in money And then make it rain at your funeral You flexing a ten and the twenties Can tell that this money sh** new to you You get my chain, I don't want it back You wear that sh** while they viewing you I'm in the field like a running back Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop Call me the GOAT, but I'm in a lamb I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams Ran up a check, stop popping on bands These n***as upset, thank God for my fam Lord forgive me for towin' these hemis And puttin' these bad b**hes up in Fendi I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar Ain't going out bad when I'm in the city [Chorus] I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fattie, I hit from the back They should have never let me in the sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days f**ing lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she f**in' amazed Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's f**in' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave [Verse 2] I don't got time to be wasting my time Too many bad b**hes waiting in line That p**y 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 f**in' chaser, I'ma f** her later But I really can't make up my mind I want some money and I want some p**y (Some p**y) No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie 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 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 fattie, I hit from the back They should have never let me in the sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, ain't cuttin' no slack (Get it back, get it back) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days f**ing lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she f**ing amazed Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's f**in' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave [Verse 3] Ain't no finessing (No) n***as they say it's all love and it better be (Yuh) Can't get ahead of me (Whoa) Whole 'nother level, they ain't on my pedigree I got the recipe (Recipe) I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up) f** is you tellin' me? (Tellin' me) Shawty be choosing to keep her from messing me (Yeah) Sniper Gang with me like Kodak Milly got money and you know that (Know that) Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah) If a n***a start layin' where your ho at I'm from the north side of Philly my n***as are releasin' shot where your bro at (Shot) I heard them n***as that's helpin' your hood got depressed when you hear you can't go back (Whoo) [Chorus] I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fattie, I hit from the back They should have never let me in the sack Oh yeah I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Oh yeah I'm going hard for this paper, they hating, they cuttin' no slack (Get it man, get it man) Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days f**ing lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she f**ing amazed Crib so big, they get to my bedroom, it's f**in' a maze Cut her a check and tell her behave