Meek
Walking in the club with the chasers behind me, I immediately hear the dj announce it.
"We got Meek Mill and The Dreamchasers inna building!"
Walking up to our reserved area, we all got comfortable and the party started off from there. Strippers shaking they ass, bottles being popped, blunts being sparked up. It was a whole vibe.
After a while, the dj announced more people coming in.
"The Queen is here. Hey Nickiiiii!"
Everybody went wild as she passed by them.
Realizing she was walking towards my section, I got nervous. I havent seen her in about a month and a half. Even though we broke up, she still sent me on my surprise birthday trip, which I didn't expect her to do.
And it was the best trip ever. And I was the dumb one to mess it up with her.
Making eye contact with her as she walked up the steps, she walked directly towards me and sat on my lap.
What the hell?
Everybody looked confused as hell since they all thought we weren't together.
Shit, I was confused too.
But after a few seconds, everybody continued partying.
"Yo wassup with you" I said to her.
"Im chilling" and she continued to move her hips to the music.
Omelly looked at me weirdly.
I just looked at him the same way. I still didnt know what the fuck was going on. So I just continued doing what I was doing.
After like 20 minutes Nicki got up and went up to the stage.
"Where my bad bitchess atttt?" and of course the females went crazy.
"I decided Ima just go ahead and perform for yall. It's getting a lil dull in here."
"Dj Bran, what you got for me?"
And the beat from No Frauds dropped.
Cause I don't need no, fraud
I don't need no, drama when you call
I don't need no, lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
Aye yo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up
These niggas is pussier than what? All them dicks is up
All my real niggas down to ride, throw your GSXRs up
I ain't in the projects, but all my bricks is up, rrrr
You can't be Pablo if your work ain't sellin'
What the fuck is this bitch inhalin'?
I would've helped you out that pit you fell in
I am the generous Queen! Ask Ms. Ellen
Tried to drop "Another One", you was itchin' to scrap
You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish it was scrapped
Heard your pussy on "Yuck, " I guess you needed a Pap
What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack?
What type of mother leave her one son over a stack?
Lil Boogie down basic bitch thinkin' she back
Back to back, oh you mean, back to wack?
"Back to Back"? Me and Drizzy laughed at that
They say numbers don't matter but when they discussin' the kings
They turn around and say Lebron ain't got 6 rings
I never signed a 360, bitch you wild dumb
That's why Jay ain't clear his verse for your album
Sheneneh, you a fraud committin' perjury
I got before and after pictures of your surgery
Rah took you to her doc, but you don't look like Rah
Left the operating table, still look like "nah"
'Cause I don't need no, frauds
I don't need no, drama when you call
I don't need no, lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
(lmao sorry this my shit too😂)
The crowd went bananas.
Soon the dj switched over to Make Love by Gucci.
I'm makin' money like I'm makin' sweet love
I wanna make love, love, love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love, love, love, huh
Ay yo, ain't talkin' housewives, but I'm in the Porsche
First I'mma scorch her, then I'mma torch her
Then I'mma torture her, then I'mma off her
A million dollars for a show, they made their off-er
Go against Nicki, it's gon' cost ya
'Cause now it's fuck ya, intercourse ya
I rep Queens where they listen to a bunch of Nas
I'm a yes and these bitches is a bunch of nahs
Tryin’ to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
I win, get off the bench and give a bunch of fives
I don't see her
Bitch I'm the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia
I'm the iPhone, you the Nokia
Everybody know you jealous, bitch it's so clear
Tell them bum ass bitches to play their role
She see my sexy ass every time she scroll
I got it in the can, Dole
Your career gon' be with Anna Nicole
Witcha dumbass face
She ain't eatin' but I swear she got some bum ass taste
Text her man like, "Dawg, how that bum ass taste?"
Pay your rent! And stay in your bum ass place
Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here?
One platinum plaque, album flopped, bitch, where? (bitch, where?)
Hahaha, ahhhhh
I took two bars off just to laugh
You see, silly rabbit, to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records, you gotta get plaques
S, plural like the S on my chest
Now sit your dumbass down
You got an F on your test
(lmao bitccch, this my shiiiiit. )
The crowd was going crazy.
"Hey meek, come do a song with me love."
All the chasers looked at me like "well, getcho ass up there" I shook my head as we stood up and walked to the stage.
Once I got to the stage I grabbed a mic from Bran and walked over to Nicki.
She grabbed my hand and told Bran to start the music. The beat to Buy a Heart dropped.
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
Cause I don't use the shit anyway
But okay, I guess it's my fault
Westside shorty, with an eastside nigga
They say it's levels to this shit, I'm a G5 nigga
And every city I be in, you know she fly with us
It's like Hov got Bey, it's like Bey got Jigga
Really though let me take y'all back
'09, double R drop top with the top down
Pulled up, double parked, hopped out, tried to spit my game
It didn't work, got shot down
But I can tell by the bag, by the wrist and the ring on that
Somebody had it on lockdown
The moral of the story not to speak on that
She on the team, shorty mine now
And we don't ever ever ever make love
And we don't ever ever ever say "love"
Unless I'm all up in it, she tellin' me she love that D on that, I don't ever say uh
Bad bitch, ain't nothin' made up
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy
The heart from a real one from Philly reppin' that north side?
Througout the whole set we made eye contact. And it felt like it was just us two in the room.
Anybody? Anybody?
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love?
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy trust
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love?
Rihmeek, I'mma have to tell the truth if I speak
Unless you want to play, you ain't say this the other day
You said you was in love, and I still didn't budge
Cause I already seen how you be going in when you be in them clubs
(I'm not even sure if this is right but, it feels good)
I could tell you was analyzing me, I could tell you was criticizing me
I could tell you was fantasizing that you would come slide in me and confide in me
He could tell that I was wifey material
He was liking my style in my videos
I wasn't looking for love I was looking for a buzz
So at times I would lie and say I'm busy, yo
Cause it's too much, and it's too clutch
Who wants rumors of the two of us
But when you're away, I can't get you out of my mind
But what if I'm not the one and you're wasting your time?
But you waited.
20 minutes after performance
I was already back at my hotel room. I popped two percs just so I can go to sleep.
Right when I was about to go turn the light off somebody knocked on the door.
Answering it, it was Nicki.
"Meek..I gotta tell you something."
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Very well then.
Vote and follow.
Glextrr🍃
