Levels Songtext
von Meek Mill

See its brackets nigga
Them hoes ain′t fucking you 'cause you ain′t in that bracket nigga
Learn life, it's levels to this shit young boy
Ay, O, you feel me?

Yeah, lil' nigga we don′t rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes, ′cause it's levels to this shit (true)
Lil′ nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don′t fuck the same chicks, 'cause it′s levels to this shit (true)
Lil' nigga we don't get the same paper
You a motherfuckin′ hater, boy, it′s levels to this shit
Lil' nigga ′cause it's levels to this shit
Lil′ nigga 'cause it′s levels to this shit
Oh, lord


'Cause it's levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can′t fuck my hoe ′cause it's levels to this bitch
And I be rocking Prada like a devil in this bitch
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
And I′m heavy as it get
Shinin' like a motherfuckin′ bezel on my wrist
All my niggas mobbin' so we heavy in this bitch
30 grand for the Muller that′s a Chevy on my wrist

Woo, cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowin' up, Kurt Cobain, boom
Skatin' on them like I′m Lil Wayne
And this 458 don′t do the lil' lane, vroom
Swerve on ′em, niggas gotta nerve on 'em
′Cause I heard the feds got 'em and he had them birds on ′em
But a nigga back home and now niggas roll with him
Caught a case what you think, nigga fucking told on 'em

I ain't get my shit snatched yet
You ain′t get your bitch back yet
One call, niggas aim that TEC
Blood drawn, headshot nigga brains on step
Hot shit if you pop shit
And I don′t want your opinion if you ain't got shit
We young niggas, we winning I pull up, drop shit
Mob shit, with more keys than a locksmith


Lil′ nigga we don't rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes, ′cause it's levels to this shit (true)
Lil′ nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don't fuck the same chicks, ′cause it′s levels to this shit (true)
Lil' nigga we don′t get the same paper
You a motherfuckin' hater, boy, it′s levels to this shit
Lil' nigga ′cause it's levels to this shit
Lil' nigga ′cause it′s levels to this shit
Oh, lord

Damn Tommy you ain't got no job
DC, we the motherfuckin′ mob
Young nigga gettin' straight to the money
In a Range with your honey, I pull up like, ahh
I make ′em power moves with Jay and them
Them boys shootin' don′t play with them
Maybach, Rozay and them
Rollin' down Collins, call Rugs, hit the A with them

Compound niggas live now
If it's the finals I′m ballin′ like I'm LeBron now
I call up Onyx and tell them bitches to calm down
I treat the jet like a taxi the way I′m flyin' round
And I don′t fuck with no niggas
If they don't fuck with my niggas
And I ain′t fuckin' no bitches
If they fuckin' my niggas

Lil′ nigga we don′t rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes, 'cause it′s levels to this shit (true)
Lil' nigga we don′t drive the same whips
We don't fuck the same chicks, ′cause it's levels to this shit (true)
Lil' nigga we don′t get the same paper
You a motherfuckin′ hater, boy, it's levels to this shit
Lil′ nigga 'cause it′s levels to this shit
Lil' nigga ′cause it's levels to this shit
Oh, lord

One time for the real niggas
Two times for the bad bitches
Y'all suckas be cuffin′ hoes
′Cause y'all suckas never had bitches
I hit the dealer, bought another Rolls
That′s the reason why you mad, nigga?
That's the reason why you hatin′ on me?
I love ballin', my bad nigga

′Cause it's levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my hoe, ′cause it′s levels to this bitch
'Cause it′s levels to this bitch
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up

Lil' nigga we don′t rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes, 'cause it′s levels to this shit (true)
Lil' nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don′t fuck the same chicks, ′cause it's levels to this shit (true)
Lil′ nigga we don't get the same paper
You a motherfuckin′ hater, boy, it's levels to this shit
Lil′ nigga 'cause it's levels to this shit
Lil′ nigga ′cause it's levels to this shit
Oh, lord