Work (Freestyle)

By Meek Mill

Released on August 1, 2013

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[Verse 1]

Put in work, put 'em in a hearse

Killed my lil nigga Snupe

Shit I had to put him the dirt, 'fore I put him on a song

Shit I had to put him in a verse

So if you ever see his killer

50 racks on a nigga, put him on a shirt

Headshot, headshot

For 50 G's you better make his bed rock

These niggas talking beef, I'm eating lamb chops

At Philip's 20k just to eat, y'all Niggas dead-pac, hold up

You starving nigga, like Marvin nigga

I'm on the wood, hold up let me pause that nigga

But I'm talking Garden nigga, watching Melo ball

Why you talking work? You ain't never sell no raw

You ain't never cracked no bird

You was never at no curb

Poppin' wheelies me and A$ap Ty, ray-day down 123rd (like man,man,man,man)

All these hoes fuckin' nigga

If you ain't talkin money it ain't nothin nigga

Where your foreign you ain't stuntin nigga

It's levels to my bitch you can't fuck her nigga

Cause she like Chanel, you couldn't afford her

She got a TL you rockin a Honda Accord bruh

See you the type of niggas my niggas gon send to the store bruh

Won't even let you hit the weed, I know this for sure, bruh

Talk cocky nigga, and y'all can't stop me, nigga

Hundred grand going straight to my jeweler

ASAP make the bezel rocky, nigga

And I ain't talkin bout Rocky, nigga

Hold up, what the beat, drop, my nigga?

Hunnit in this bitch shine bright, shine bright on the watch my nigga

I'm gone off with that money

And if that pussy good, then I eat it

And my bitch bad, talking Michael Jackson

So it's just only right that I beat it

And if them niggas snatch your chain

It's just only right that they keep it

And it's just only right that they rock it

Put it on Worldstar, and make you watch it nigga

And I ain't get my shit snatched yet


[Pause]

Fuck with me, you know I got it

Bad bitch, I hope she bout it

Getting money, you know I got it

100 bands, I don't own no wallet

All y'all niggas be talking shit, talking shit

Talkin jewelry, talks on whips

Where your car? Talk your bitch

Man P'Mon plottin, she might get hit

Cause that's a sniper