Meek Mill: Wins & Losses (Spotify Freestyle)

[Verse] Uh, went from selling cocaina to selling out arenas Yeah, yeah Louie flip flops pulling yachts at the Marina Dirty young boys living like you've never seen 'em Flows on Jalapeno, my hoes on Aquifina, I goes the la marina the school A Spanish broad, I met me a Spanish plug He gettin' that vendor off that Holyfield I hand them the cash, he throw me raw, you know it's real Ducking them indictments, it was so exciting Serving pipers to go to Vegas, back when Floyd was fightin' Carbon fibre, 'Rari attire when we flew by ya Bitches used to tell us we ugly, now they being biased We the flyest, we beat them streets up nigga, we survivors Walk in the building, look at the sheet when they see a lion Totin' choppers, stacking narcotics and we beatin' bodies And I be gettin' nigga's pussy just from being biased Tell me I'm losing, what do you mean? Westbrook baby, no switching teams Drop a triple-double every time I'm on the scene I won't claim that bitch, that's Billie Jean She's not my lover Lethal weapon, Danny Glover OJ style when I cut her Pulling my gloves up Say I'm not guilty, I lucked up These niggas got me fucked up Ball on these niggas every time I cop Coming down Collins in a brand new drop Hermes seats with my son little Pap Watching cartoons in the back, Spongebob (Uh) Hold up, this is my cocky flow Damn Danny, why you the son of Mr. Miyagi tho? This that rose gold Patek, cost me like 94 Mean nothin' to me, but I'll tell you how I get it thought [??] sleep on the corner when the block was slow Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' tho Hurt a bitch, said she cut me, I was like "Adios" In the field knock 'em down they look like like dominoes Young nigga, I turned my Impala to a Wraith, nigga When you get a dollar they gon' hate, nigga Bought my mom the crib with the gate, nigga Private school for all them babies, now we straight