Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Drake - "Back To Back" (Meek Mill Diss)



• "Is that a world tour or your girls tour."
• "Trigger fingers turn to Twitter fingers. You gettin’ bodied by a singin' nigga."


Confused by the artwork? That's Joe Carter of the Toronto Blue Jays, immediately after sneaking a home run over the left field wall to beat the Philadelphia Phillies in the '93 World Series.



Meek Mill Like 


Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me

Back to back for the niggas that didn’t get the message


Back to back like I’m on the cover of Lethal Weapon




Back to back like I’m Jordan ’96, ’97

Whoa, very important and very pretentious


When I look back I might be mad that I gave this attention


Yeah, but it’s weighin’ heavy on my conscience


Yeah, and fuck, you left a boy no options


I wanna see my niggas go insane


You gon’ make me step out of my fuckin’ frame


You gon’ make me buy bottles for Charlemagne


You gon’ make me go out of my fuckin’ way


I waited four days, nigga, where y’all at?


I drove here in the Wraith playin’ AR-AB


I’m not sure what it was that really made y’all mad


But I guess this is what I gotta do to make y’all rap


I mean woah, can’t fool the city, man, they know what’s up


Second floor Tootsies, gettin’ shoulder rubs


This for y’all to think that I don’t write enough


They just mad cause I got the midas touch


You love her, then you gotta give the world to her


Is that a world tour or your girl’s tour?


I know that you gotta be a thug for her


This ain’t what she meant when she told you to open up more


Yeah, trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers


You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga


I’m not the type of nigga that’ll type to niggas


And shout-out to all my boss bitches wife-in niggas


Make sure you hit him with the prenup


Then tell that man to ease up


I did another one, I did another one


You still ain’t did shit about the other one


I got the drink in me goin’ back to back


Yeah, goin’ back to back


I got the drink in me goin’ back to back


Yeah, I’m goin’ back to back


I don’t wanna hear about this ever again


Not even when she tell ‘em that they better as friends


Not even when you sayin’, “Drizzy, tell ‘em again”


I been puttin’ on a show, it was a sell out event


Oh, you need better seatin’


I didn’t wanna do it, gave me every reason


The point I’m tryna make is I don’t ever need ‘em


Seen what you’d do for fame or what you’d do for freedom


Please, check ‘em for a wire or a earpiece


Please, please do not let these niggas near me


Please, think before you come for the great one


Please, who’s a real nigga and who ain’t one?


Please, somebody stop me


I’m talkin’ bousy and gwanin wassy


I got the fest in five days and it’s my shit


Soon as a nigga hit the stage, they gon’


They gon’ ask if I can play this shit back to back


Yeah, they want it back to back


They gon’ ask if I can play this shit back to back


I took a break from Views, now it’s back to that, nigga




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