Meek Mill - Young Kings lyrics

[Verse 1:] Money make the world go round And all the pretty girls go down And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip All white ghost I call it my cool whip Hundred on my neck lookin’ like I move bricks My life is like a movie, every day a new script And ain’t it funny how this money make a mood switch Cuz they be talkin’ beef, I be up in Ruth’s Chris Who is this at the door, I think it’s the devil don’t let him in Just rap and take my n***as to places we never been And when it comes to cake I get it like Entenmann's With the heart of a lion, no lyin’ I never been No hope for these f** boys On my second mil and I ain’t talkin’ lunch boy Club 30, run dirty and it's top boy Cuz I could treat you like a prison get you touched boy No h*mo, before I had a deal I was poppin’, no promo All of a sudden all these bad b**hes want a photo M’s in my account and M’s in the logo So everytime I spend a hundred k I scream YOLO [Hook:] Young kings, young kings I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings And all we know is one thing, one thing Get the money n***a f** fame, and f** fame I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings And all we know is one thing, one thing Get the money n***a f** fame, and f** fame [Verse 2:] Crowns on my wrist and my head And I’mma ball hard in this b**h ‘til I’m dead It’s money on my mind, make me put it on your head And have your own homies lookin’ at you like you’re bread Tryna eat n***a, I’m from Philly so you know I play for keeps n***a Six pallbearers, six feet deep n***a No insurance you been sitting six weeks n***a Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks n***a Young kings, all I know is one thing Live life, one dream, started in the drug game Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang Walkin’ through my city but it’s lookin’ like I run things Runnin’ sh**, diarrhea And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear G5 through the sky boy we outta here Sippin P&J fresh from out the PJ [Hook] [Verse 3:] I still wake up go and get it, youngin on a mission Cuz when n***as was eating they left me to do the dishes But I’m different, I still put ‘em on just to show ‘em right I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night I keep a milli by my side because we both alike Try and keep that n***a out the field cuz he be throwin’ white Dishin’ d, tryna get rich as me I’m worth a couple million man that sh** was meant to be 20 gold chains on, sh** I think I’m Mr. T If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do it differently Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history b**hes say they missin’ me, I never fall for it Cuz they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it And if my n***as need it, I tell ‘em come for it Cuz when it comes to me, they shootin’ like a small forward, swish [Hook]