Stuck in My Ways - Meek Mill

Shout to young Cardo

Woo

Shoutout to Cardo

I bury you niggas in money

And then make it rain at your funeral

You flexing them tens and them twenties

Can tell that this money shit new to you

You get my chain, I don’t want it back

You wear that shit while they viewing you

I’m in the field like a running back

Jumping out that Benz like a hula hoop

Call me the GOAT, but I’m in a Lam'

I jumped out the Porsche, and got me some grams

Ran up a check, start popping them bands

These niggas upset, thank God for my fam

Lord forgive me for totin' these semis

And puttin' these bad bitches up in Fendi

I got a fetish for gettin' this cheddar

Ain’t going out bad when I’m in the city

I ain’t gotta front, I get what I want

If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front

She got a fatty, I hit from the back

They should have never let me get a sack

Oh yeah

I’m living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I’m in the pack

Oh yeah

I’m going hard for this paper, they hating, ain’t cuttin' no slack (Get it back,

get it back)

Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days

Fucking lil' shawty, I let her hang with me, she fuckin' amazed

Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it’s fuckin' a maze

Cut her a check and tell her behave

I don’t got time to be wasting my time

Too many bad bitches waiting in line

That pussy good, I’ma take her to Shyne

She lose a point, it’ll make her a nine

She know I got some paper, I ain’t gotta pay her

She just want me to pay her some mind

She wanna fuck a 'Chaser, I’ma fuck her later

But I really can’t make up my mind

I want some money and I want some pussy (Some pussy)

No lyin' like Lucious or Cookie (Yeah)

I built a empire sellin' that fire

I stayed on the block in a hoodie (Check check)

I turn my Glock onto fully (Fully)

I let it wop on a bully

I’m gettin' top in the telly (Ha)

It sound like she Mama’s spaghetti

I ain’t gotta front, I get what I want

If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front

She got a fatty, I hit from the back

They should have never let me get a sack

Oh yeah

I’m living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I’m in the pack

Oh yeah

I’m going hard for this paper, they hating, ain’t cuttin' no slack (Get it back,

get it back)

Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days

Fucking lil' shawty, I let her hang with me, she fucking amazed

Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it’s fuckin' a maze

Cut her a check and tell her behave

Ain’t no finessing me (No)

Niggas they say it’s all love and it better be (Yuh)

Can’t get ahead of me (Whoa)

Whole 'nother level, they ain’t on my pedigree

I got the recipe (Recipe)

I had to mix up the song with the melody (Mix it up)

Fuck is you tellin' me?

(Tellin' me)

Shawty be choosing to keep her from messing me (Yeah)

Sniper Gang with me like Kodak

Really got money and you know that (Know that)

Better pay the tab if you owe that (Yeah)

For a nigga start layin' where your ho at

I’m from the north side of Philly my niggas will really send shot where your

bro at (Shot)

I heard them niggas that’s helpin' your hood got depressed when you hear you

can’t go back (Whoo)

I ain’t gotta front, I get what I want

If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front

She got a fattie, I hit from the back

They should have never let me get a sack

Oh yeah

I’m living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I’m in the pack

Oh yeah

I’m going hard for this paper, they hating, they cuttin' no slack (Get it, man,

get it, man)

Stuck in my ways, chasing this paper, been up for some days

Fucking lil shawty, I let her hang with me, she fucking amazed

Crib so big, to get to my bedroom, it’s fuckin' a maze

Cut her a check and tell her behave