Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Leanin', artist - Meek Mill.
Date of issue: 21.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Leanin' |
Studies say humans forget 90% of their dream, upon the first 10 minutes of |
waking |
They say most people don’t even remember, 99% of the dreams they ever even had |
Haheh, as Dreamchasers, we’re the exception |
Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed; |
quarter mil for the Mulsanne, flex |
All my niggas gon' cash, checks, and all y’all niggas look mad, stressed |
And we ain’t even made niggas mad, yet, cause next time I grab, I’ma grab, jet |
I might go Bugatti with a bad bitch beside me, nigga hotter than wasabi, |
get that ass, wet |
Young niggas goin' hard in the streets, we ain’t ever known to call the police |
Got birds for the twenty-five K (WOO!) sounds like a bargain to me |
Young niggas gettin' money in the Bent, leather lookin' like Spalding to me |
And I don’t know what no line look like; |
hundred bad bitches gettin' all in |
with me |
Get 'em all in for free; |
started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock |
And now I got a lot of cars, if a nigga talk the foreigns, got a car lot |
And everybody talkin' money but they ain’t showing numbers like the call block |
And all I do is count money, fuck pretty ass hoes, and car shop |
Yeah nigga I’m leanin', leanin'; |
young rich nigga, I’m leanin' |
Puffin' on strong, gettin' gold, bad bitches lookin' like Nia Long, I mean it |
Nigga I’m leanin', leanin'; |
young rich nigga, I’m leanin' |
Sippin' on promethazine that nigga; |
my team got money all season |
Nigga I’m leanin'… |
Mmm, leanin' - damn near spilled my semen (straight up) |
Had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife, damn near see my demons (La Flame!) |
Loose furs, hyenas, for the love of money and Selena |
Vatos losin' their nerves, there’s bird niggas on the curbs and let 'em pull up |
and do the Macarena (AHHHHH!!) |
H-Town niggas spilled Peach Crush on my jeans (nope) |
Never go far with no bitch with no condoms unless they can cover the lease on |
my Beamer (straight up) |
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don’t touch my hoes (La Flame) |
Let’s go down in Ibiza town, we get cold, you don’t need no coat |
Mu’fucker, I’m leanin' (dope); |
don’t talk to me, couple street niggas think |
twice before crossin' me (oh no) |
Meek, these niggas shit can’t last that long, why these motherfuckers keep |
botherin' me? |
(straight up) |
I’m leanin', for a minute you had me then the second I caught it when it passed |
me |
Oh no (straight up) somebody pass me a blunt and a double world cup |
Mu’fucker, mu’fucker I’m… |
Yeah, straight lovers to this life, nigga; |
parlay or nothin' |
See we started trappin' before we was rappin', and then we was, trappin' and |
rappin' |
Shining on these hoes, high life, hah |
This what we live now — blowin' out the pound, heh, Italian on the floor nigga |
Ya understand me? |
Steppin' onto a mil' nigga |
(They say money rule the world, you can’t pay God with it) |
Step your game up nigga or lose your bitch nigga |
It’s just that simple… |
Yeah, we Dreamchasers |
We out there gettin' this money so you can’t fuck with everybody |
Cause everybody ain’t at you motherfuckin' level so the motherfuckers that |
don’t understand you |
They wind up motherfuckin' hatin' you, and so you know what you gotta do |
And so you gotta hate those motherfuckers too |
Fuck them niggas, fuck they motherfuckin' mommas |
They daddies, they aunts, they uncles and they little tee-tees, too |
Ayo, suck a dick; |
Meek Mills, let’s get it |