Meek Mill – Intro from album (Flamerz 5) Lyrics

Intro (Flamerz 5) Lyrics – Meek Mill

Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I’m back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
It’s the eye of the tiger, it’s the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he’s watching us all with the eye of the tiger
We back
(Yo, Nick Papz make it slap)
Yeah, Dreamchaser shit, nigga
Chasin’ that money, damn, like that shit stole somethin’
Thousand nights, let’s get it

Every time I fall, I go even harder (Even harder)
Ever time I lose, I get even smarter (I do)
This is not a movement you could be apart of (It’s not)
Niggas say “It’s up”, we take it even further (Brr)
Matte-black jets and a weapon now (That’s in the budget)
Ridin’ in the Phantom with a hundred rounds (Young nigga thuggin’)
Heard these niggas talkin’, I can’t come around (Can’t come around)
Lambo’ in the trenches, that’s how I’m comin’ now (Vroom)
Pop up in your city, like I teleport (I teleport)
Told her bring her friends to the heliport (Brr)
Thought he was a goon, fuck he tellin’ for? (Fuck he tellin’ for?)
They gon’ run him down, so he can’t tell the crew, woah
They gon’ always hate (They will)
I spent a mill’ on watches, but I’m always late
I did my will last night, so papi’ always straight
And for the ones that stayed down, I put along they dates
I got opps, I got cops, I got thots tryna knock me out my spot
Make it hot, niggas poppin’ out with mops
Bend your block, chopper knock you out your tops (Oh, yeah)
For the L-O ate you out, like The LOX (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to God, won’t let these niggas pass me (I won’t let ’em)
Been layin’ low from out them trenches, ’cause they’ve been gettin’ crappy (Ah)
Been gettin’ rich, and so, these bitches, they’ve been gettin’ nasty (Yeah)
And if it ain’t no ownership, don’t forget to mask me
Don’t forget to pay me (Don’t forget)
‘Cause I just made like twenty million, I’ve been gettin’ lazy (Go now)
Havin’ a threesome on a jet, this shit been gettin’ crazy (Hold that)
And she gon’ drown inside that water, ’cause this shit too wavy (Oh, yeah)
How many times I gotta win? (Gotta win?)
The van fighter, y’all, I am him, I don’t break, I don’t fold, I don’t bend (I don’t bend)
Indoor or outdoor pool, but I don’t swim (Slatt)
Outside indictment shit, up out the rim (Yeah)
Sign line VS stones jump out the gym, only twin
Turned Bose on a Benz when we swerve those

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