Go To Hell (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Meek Mill

Composed by：William L. Roberts II/Robert Rihmeek Williams

These are the things

I can do without

Come on

I'm talking to you

Come on

D**e boy excellence

They gave you life

Elevation

Uh Cool Dre

And in return you gave

Big blunts

D**e boys wanna smoke with me

Uh

Now we ride double M's through the whole city

Huh

Niggas talkin' down

But they h*es feel me

A nine figure nigga

All I wanna talk is business

Facts

I seen a big mouth get a closed casket

Self made took over the whole racket

A kilo after kilo

See who move the most

Move the most

Two hundred foot yacht

She wanna see the coast

Woo

You can't be chasin' money

With the wrong approach

No

Commas only comin' once you got a coach

Huh

I'm the Walt Frazier

That's for all ages

Ha

The Don Shula shooter niggas tall lasers

Brrt

***** boys run to social media

Woo

Rich nigga name in Wikipedia

Boss

If I **** her once

She wanna **** me twice

Huh

All the real niggas clique up

Let's get rich tonight

M-m-m

Only the real recognize real

Give me somethin' I can feel

So I know that it's real

That is all I

This bandemic infectious

Bloody diamonds on this necklace

This bandemic infectious

Bloody diamonds on this necklace

Necklace necklace necklace

Necklace necklace necklace

Necklace necklace necklace

Uh

I put fifty on her wrist to make her nastier

I'm doin' numbers on these niggas

It ain't no passin' us

Bad ***** suckin' it out me

Count Dracula

Whole gang with me on a twenty passenger

Kraft with us at the table eatin' crabs with us

Labels callin' everyday to get some cash to us

'Member when they thought I wasn't smart

They tried to laugh at us

But I still catch 'em at the door

Like give them pateks up

Give that **** up

Laugh now cry later

Play it cool slide later

I know I'm gon' die later

On a corner a four pound

Two dollars some now and laters

I'm a real life survivor

Them people was tryna fade us

Lil' shorty with me fine

She look like Sanaa Lathan

I don't get her what she want

And she turn into a cry baby

Bye baby I be out of time baby

If they catch us on a date

You blowin' up like the bomb baby

I made twenty mill' last month

You better make up yo' mind baby

You can do anything you want

Just don't get out of line baby

I'm doin' anything I want

I'm havin' lunch with Tom Brady

Talkin' 'bout his girl problems I can't lie

I related only real recognize the real

I was so deep up in the field

I know how he feel

I ain't make it to the NFL

But **** I'm Meek Mill

And every time they see me fail **** I prevail

Every time I rap

It sound like I'm talkin' in gold

And I'll never sell my soul

Only the real recognize real

Give me

Give me somethin' I can feel

So I know that it's real

Give me

Give me

This bandemic infectious

Bloody diamonds on this necklace

This bandemic infectious

Bloody diamonds on this necklace

Necklace necklace

Uh yes

Give me

Give me

My niggas got indicted

Couple made it back

Uh

Once you seen a hundred

Then you made a stack

Yes

I'm coppin' real estate like I'm still slangin' crack

I left Def Jam once I made the max

Woo

Look at how I'm livin'

Jugglin' the raps

I told the record labels

You can keep the plaques

Huh

Choppers in the car

It ain't no need for masks

Brrt

I do it how I do it with my evil a*s

My evil a*s my evil a*s evil a*s

My evil a*s my evil a*s

Maybach music

Maybach music

Maybach music music

Only the real recognize real

If I know

Give me

Give me somethin' I can feel

So I know that it's real