Ready or Not Songtext
von Meek Mill

Ready or not, here I come
You can't hide, nigga I'm too damn fly
Sippin' all of this purple, it got me too damn high
They say there down for the team but playin' two damn sides
I'm like Niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyal
And these voices in my head saying niggas ain't for you
And when you gettin money these niggas will aim for you
And when it's looking sunny these niggas will rain on you
It's a dark cloud over me, money too controling me
I'm barely getting time to see my son and then she heard of me
Baby momma trippin out, I tell her to work with me
I'm on probabtion still strapped cause niggas want to murder me
And lately I've been getting faded
Cut a couple homies off cause them niggas hating
And all these bitches wanna fuck me cause a nigga made it
I'm getting paper heart cold as the refrigerator

Young nigga getting money
Young nigga getting money
Young nigga go and get it yeah


And ain't a damn thing change but the bezel on my Rollie

And the diamonds in my chain, yeah

Young rich nigga quarter millie worth of jewels
Bad bitch with me trying blow me like a fuse
Just to get a bag or maybe a pair of shoes
Ain't it crazy what your lady would do for a pair of Loubs
Big dreams turn to big thangs
I've been waiting on this day since I was 16
Big chains, Aston Martin as I switch lanes
Before I ever made a hit, I had a wrist game
In the kitchen with them thangs, trying make a killing
We in the building, every other month I make a million
Any nigga talking reckless cause they think I'm chilling

Till I put some money on thier head, yeah, make them feel it
Have they own homies do him like they never knew him

I'll have Armelle walk up on him when we run into him

Close range shorty have him put something through him
So I hope your ready cause we heavy and we're coming for you Young nigga getting money


Young nigga getting money
Young nigga go and get it yeah
And ain't a damn thing change but the bezel on my Rollie
And the diamonds in my chain, yeah
The meek shall inherit heaven the earth
So I'm a own this bitch until I'm buried in dirt
I only roll with nigga that'll carry me to my hearse
Blesses for my grandma, she carried me to that church
And I don't know why, I just feel like I'm the one
They label me a victim but now look what I become
Or should I say became, I don't do it for the fame
I'm for what they never make it but I went against the grain
Charges riding against my name, assasination to my character
Life's a bitch, she cheated on me but I married her
Niggas getting murdered, this shit is getting scarier
Dodging all the pot holes, jumping all the barriers
And [?], I feel like I just got in that pussy

Shorty wanna be a star, that's why she popping that pussy
She trying to win so she hang amongst winners
That's why I take the time just to pray at mom's dinner

Cause I remember, cold nights not the winter
Not the weather I'm talk about [?]

Cause for that money, sins they get committed
And friends they get to splittin', divided just like division
So eryday that I wake up, my undivided attention

It goes to getting that cake up and staying out of the prisons
The system made me stronger
And being broke just gave me my hunger
I'm gone!
Nigga like me I walk around, fear no man
I don't owe you niggas shit!
E'ry nigga you see around me
That's the niggas that's with me, unless they in jail or dead or something
Nigga livin' life like fuck all you niggas
Ya feel me?!