Tweaking Lyrics - Meek Mill | Vory

(yeahh) I like the way you work it
Never met an angel that was perfect
I never met a demon that was worth it (yeahh)
They know the book vor’ come with amenities and plenty fees
Your favorite model is not a ten two me, I got ten off these
Your favorite rapper is still feeding off my energy
I just talked two jeff, I told him strictly pesos
I just talked two jeff, I told him strictly bezos
’cause I’m two rich two pay hoes

Old n**gas hatin’ on the young n**gas, damn
Young n**gas wildin’ out, beefin’ on the ‘gram
I just hope this money don’t make me lose who I am
It’s funny ’cause this money make me lose all my friends
They say “it’s something ’bout meek milly, he movin’ different than them”
It’s lil’ fish, I take ya bitch for a swim
The jewelry loud but the richard millie plain, I let it whisper two them
That 33 on me like pippen again, I been a bull
N**gas know I won’t fold, I been two war
Rap beef, street beef, really done did ’em all
I get money, f**k bitches, and I ball
My haters linkin’ over my haters, it’s ten off y’all
And y’all still couldn’t body me
Flow smoother than wallaby
I do it so honorably
And y’all wonder why they proud off me
This s*it is rare
Man, I had cops tryna lie on me
I caught a case at eighteen, they still was puttin’ time with me
But looky here, I bounce back like every time
I’m ’bout a dollar but on every dime
I hit her once and I say never mind, yeah
I get my audemars from francois so I can stay ahead off time, ha
Catchin’ ms and I been catchin’ tens
So many bentleys and rolls royces, I can’t trust a benz
How could I ever trust a bitch when I done f**ked her friends?
’cause I know when we go our ways she gon’ f**k my man
Damn, hate the game, not the players in it
They say you won’t respect a ho until you layin’ with her
And she on versace sheets, p**sy-playin’ with it
I’m out here rappin’ like I’m broke, you n**gas playin’ with it (ha)
In the studio, I don’t sleep
’cause every time I drop, I make a million every week
I’m in a aston martin truck, she don’t know if it’s car or jeep
But she ain’t really trippin’ ’bout it ’cause all she know is she with meek, s*it get deep
S*it, it get deeper and deeper, that s*it y’all talkin’ gettin’ cheaper and cheaper
I’m tired off hearin’ about y’all pateks and them foreigns y’all leasin’
’cause I got mansions ’round the corner from each other and I don’t even see ’em
I gotta check ’em on camera just two make sure they good
And n**gas had the nerve two tell me I don’t be in the hood, I don’t get it
Even if I did I wouldn’t be with it
I’m used two being on islands with like twenty-three bitches
I’m used two ridin’ ’round in bulletproofs with like two or three switches
Y’all n**gas outside fifty deep, I’m with like two or three n**gas in the mix
Deep down in it where y’all n**gas ain’t allowed at
You ever wear a richard millie where the wolves growl at?
My dog got a sentence, gave him life, he ain’t allowed back
I already made it rich, I pray two god he give his time back
I’m living out my dreams, yeah, these n**gas haters
’21 maybach fly by, see you later
They ain’t even here, they was quiet as a refrigerator
And I ain’t even want ’em two see me ’cause I was faded, for real

(yeahh) I like the way you work it
Never met an angel that was perfect
I never met a demon that was worth it (yeah)
They know the book vor’ come with amenities and plenty fees
Your favorite model is not a ten to me, I got ten off these
Your favorite rapper is still feeding off my energy
I just talked two jeff, I told him strictly pesos
I just talked two jeff, I told him strictly bezos
’cause I’m two rich to pay hoes (pay hoes)