1942 Flows Lyrics


Lyrics to '1942 Flows' by Meek Mill:

–Verse 1–
Started off poor with plans to earn more
Now we own stores and fuck the baddest whores
I was on tour with niggas that’s so raw
Started selling white, we won’t sell it no more
I’m like, Trump ain’t feeling us, cops still killing us
Niggas talking shots, can’t stop me, they ain’t real enough
Cut her off, act like she’s dead and it’s killing her
New dawn, Herman seat, I left the ceiling up
Just to get to kill ’em softly
Ooh, get them off me, try to crucify me
Like I’m Jesus the way she cross me
I’m too bossy and too thorough to move like a weirdo
On point like a arrow, we started off with zero
Now I’m seeing M’s, diamonds like water and they jumping out the gym
Shooting like Harden if your head was the rim
‘Cause niggas wanna line me like a shape up in the trim, damn

–Refrain–
Back when I was broke, they was cool with it
Now every move I make, I’m in the news with it
Even if I ain’t do it, they be like, you did it
My teacher always told me you gon’ lose nigga
That’s why I never to school nigga
And why I’m rapping like I got something to prove nigga
Went and brought a mansion with the pool in it
Billy with the stamp, I get two with it’

–Verse 2–
Move with it ’cause these niggas wanna take my life
No form against me, every time I pray at night
Scoopin’ thotties in the Phantom, that’s the way of life
And make them fuck their best friends like they was dykes
Reaching for the Glock, every time I play the light
I’m on 12 o’clock, every time I play ’em bikes
I’m with the pack, huh
Getting pack, yeah
Spend dope, nigga
Selling smack, gang
I’m gettin’ chips off music like Rap Snacks
Yeah, 10 mil in cash [?] that’s a fact
Money, pie, respect
Eating, brothers on the jet
I know these niggas upset
They ain’t see me fall yet
Wins and losses

–Chorus–
They wanna see me fall
And I never sell my soul
I’m on some shit they ain’t seen before
Dreaming chasing, catching all my goals
I don’t need these hoes
I’m getting money, me and my woes
Play with me, you know is all I want
Y’all niggas going out for us

–Verse 3–
Bloggers in the frenzy, truck to the Bently
Ain’t doing no interviews, I’m busy, nigga we litty
So when you see me out don’t ask me about no Nicki
Fuck I look like telling my business on Wendy
Niggas gossip like queens, we was serving fiends
.40 bust your windows out, Jazmine Sullivan
They told ’em pop Molly, I told ’em to be kings
Sipping 19, 42 like its lean
I done seen all these niggas try to down play my dreams
So I’ma give it to them everytime I’m on the scene
Pull up, Ghost, Ghost, Wraith, Wraith when you see me
Some suckers wanna be and some suckers wanna leave it
I go through it, don’t’ show it
I told niggas who wrote it, ain’t taking back what I quoted
Started off with a quarter, flipped that to a half, turned that to an ounce
Got some shit in the stash, nigga say he gon’ rob me, put a brick on his ass
Now every killer in my city tryna look for his ass
And one thing ’bout Meek Milly, I’ma get to the bag
Had to starve all day just to get to it fast
Ramadan, toting K’s like it’s Palestine
Real niggas and my ambiance, bottom line
Ever since I met Ross and signed a dotted line
I gave my mama like ten thousand at least a thousand times
Do the math on it

–Chorus–
They wanna see me fall
And I never sell my soul
I’m on some shit they ain’t seen before
Dreaming chasing, catching all my goals
I don’t need these hoes
I’m getting money, me and my woes
Play with me, you know is all I want
Y’all niggas going out for us

–Verse 4–
Talking, this my cocky flow
Damn Daniel, why you selling Mr. Miyagi though
This that rose gold Patek, call me like ’94
Mean nothing to me, I tell how it gotta go
On that corner when the block was slow
Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin’ though
Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like adios
In the field, knock ’em down, it look like dominos, young nigga
I turn my Impala to a Wraith, when you get a dollar they gon’ hate
Bought my mom a crib with that gate, private school for all them babies
Now they straight, nigga

–Chorus–
They wanna see me fall
And I never sell my soul
I’m on some shit they ain’t seen before
Dreaming chasing, catching all my goals
I don’t need these hoes
I’m getting money, me and my woes
Play with me, you know is all I want
Y’all niggas going out for us

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