Текст Meek Mill – Slippin

Intro — Future:
I’m slipping, I’m falling
I gotta get up
I’m slipping, I’m falling

Chorus — Future:
Use that money for motivation
Them same ones that came up with me hating
When money talking, it can change a conversation
They’d rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
I’m dedicated, but I’m running out of patience
Hoping these pain pills take away frustration
We drinking lean and pouring up until the eighth gone
On medication, me and Satan conversating

Verse 1 — Meek Mill:
Okay that lean had me slipping, damn dawg you tripping
Had to tell my niggas and stay focused on the mission
Now we at the Grammys, started in the kitchen
And I brought the family, fuck them other niggas
Cause ain’t nobody listen when I told em I would blow

Chorus

Verse 2 — Dave East:
Yo, being broke is so embarrassing, got sick of wasting time
I took some packages to Maryland
Me and Leek, couple pounds of tree in the caravan
Before I ever wrote a rhyme, I had a scam
Might have been young, but I had a plan
I wanted designer clothes
Pooch was in the kitchen with a lot of coke
I wanted this money since a snotty nose
We was in the staircase, watching fiends drifting off
Now it’s Teterboro flying private jets, lifting off
Tell the pilot I just need to know when we about to land
I was watching Ds sending out them fiends
Stashed a couple pieces in my Nike sock
Never could I like a cop
My man ain’t know his mother used to like the cop
Damn, homie
A Cuban chain and a Rollie’ll make your man switch
Same one you flipped grams with and split your sandwich
Meek told me just get this money and motivate em
It’s no debating, if you broke we ain’t got no relation
Harlem!

Chorus