Meek Mill – Cadet

Watching old videos of Meek Mill
You know that hood shit, gimmee that deep thrill
No lean sipping, getting bitches, coloured dreads, cheap fro’
Me I’m talking about them goosebumps
Make you wanna go and make that dream real
You know south Philly, nappy braids
Fast flow and a ashy face
All that shit man can relate, wanting a big watch and a bag of chains
And now they’re saying that it’s boring
Talking about Rollies and it’s basic
(My) My nigga turn my music off, cause I’ma talk about that same shit
My nigga why have I came up? Investments?
Fuck that bro, man I wanna buy a Rollie
And where have I came up? DVS’ cage chain was that one in only
And where have I came up? Look man, I still live where I came up
But now I’m the man where I came up
So you won’t understand where I came up
See rude boy I get it too, I get it too
Trust me I understand, I understand
Having that Rollie shining on your wrist
Having a nigga feeling like the fucking man
Yeah man I get it too, I get it too
Trust me I get it free, I get it free
All a boy wanted was some Pumas
Now a nigga get it free, I get it free
Trust me I get it two, I get it free
Real shit I get it four, I get it for
They think I want this shit for bragging rights
Not what I get it for I get it for
Nah man I get it, but the boy back so much and I come up
Man never had so much when I get it, I’ma talk about it in every tune
The journey’s been mad so much

Never thought that I could cop it, so yeah I’ma put my trophy on
Cause that shit means so much to me, I’ma flex like it’s that trophy song
It’s my trophy (it’s my trophy), it’s my trophy (it’s my trophy)
I don’t need no reward, this is my trophy
Never thought that I could cop it (cop it)
Yeah, I’ma put my trophy on
So trust me bro I’ma get it (get it)
And flex like it’s that trophy song
It’s my trophy ( my trophy), it’s my trophy (it’s my trophy)
I don’t need no reward, this is my trophy

Look man I get it too, I get it too
Trust me I understand I understand
Having that kettle shining on your wrist
Have a nigga feeling like the fucking man
Yeah man I get it too, I get it too
Truss I’ma talk about the same stuff
Having that Carti shining on your wrist
Have a nigga feeling like you came up
Look man, I know I’m in love with the wrong things
And I ain’t doing shit for that the long term
But rude boy I come from the trenches
And my whole like has been a wrong turn
See it started off with a accro master
Since then its been a whirlwind
Look rudeboy, I wanted a wavey watch before man wanted a girlfriend
I got it lost it, never stacked it either
Dead broke, I’m tryna mash up FIFA
Real shit I’m flat on my face
I’m doing deets to snack on pizza
Yeah when I copped that iced Rollie, so cold I’ma catch a fever
I’ma talk about it in every song, I don’t give a fuck if it’s rhyming either
Know about me when I came up, putting hours and getting my name up
Doing tunes with boys that I think are shit, ’cause man I gotta get that same bus
Cause them boys there can’t test the bate, got bars?
But they can’t test the rate
Cause they can’t go HAM, or bar like man
‘Cause they got their soles yesterday

Never thought that I could cop it, so yeah I’ma put my trophy on
Cause that shit means so much to me, I’ma flex like it’s that trophy song
It’s my trophy (it’s my trophy), it’s my trophy (it’s my trophy)
I don’t need no reward, this is my trophy
Never thought that I could cop it (cop it)
Yeah, I’ma put my trophy on
So trust me bro I’ma get it (get it)
And flex like it’s that trophy song
It’s my trophy (my trophy), it’s my trophy (it’s my trophy)
I don’t need no reward, this is my trophy