The Drill

Ace Hood,

Game what up ni**a?

Yeah[Verse 1: Ace Hood]

Thank god momma son made itat twenty three

Still remembering a strugglehidden deep in me

Momma gone, ain't no singledaddy memory

I became my own man the ageof seventeen

Trying make this money flip likeit's a trampoline

I was hard headed, grandfatherdiabetic

I was trying do it big, like

I wasFaith

EvansPraying to the heavens,

I can seemy daughter smile

Know she watching now thatdaddy rip this record down

Know I love you baby, tell mygod

I said whatup'

And know I seen em' justmeeting ends, so my family up

I should pray harder, instead

Itote a pistol

Speed dollar killers running if

Iever whistle

Real nigga, that's just mygenetics

Hustle hard got my money doingcalisthenics

I stretch paper, every dollar bill[Hook: Ace Hood]

X2Niggas cry tears, when

I see myfirst meal (First Meal)

Bad bitch wit' me bet she knowthe drill

Bad bitch wit' me bet she knowthe drill

Bad bad bitch wit' me bet sheknow the drill[Verse 2: Game]

I gotta' bad bitch wit' me, andshe know the drill

And she know my ex,

X pillShe only listen to me,

Ace, andMeek

MillI told her tat my name on it, so

Iknow it's real

She know the value of a dollarbill

She know how real or fake themcounterfeit hunded's feel

She know the differencebetween

Derrick Rose and

D-WadeShe know the differencebetween being broke andstayin', paid

She know the differencebetween vuve and spades

She know the differencebetween warrants and raves

Never confuse when talkin'

Glocks and dem'

K'sShow her the shoe, she put anumber on dem'

J'sLike, it dem' is cool grays

I'm like, dem' is cool shades

I'm like, dem' is

Spike Lee's

She like, yeah schooldays

And she bang the documentarystill

Said that motherfucka' cold,yeah,

Buffalo Bill[Hook][Verse 3: Meek Mill]

I ain't never ran from nobody,and

I never will

Lunch time on these niggas, cuz'

I'm on my second meal

I just dropped a mixtape, lookin'like my second deal

Club live thirty bottles, and

I'mon my second bill

And I be gettin' high as myelectric bill

Ask bout' me in the hood, theysay

I'm extra real

Cuz' ain't nobody never rob me,

Iain't never squeal

And ain't nobody never try, myniggas love to kill

Ridin' round wit' chuck, but itain't a game though

My black wall niggas, told meyou a lame though

The block got a beam on it, like

KanoBut man it took some lemonsqueeze's, just to split yourmango

My down bitch, never count tocounterfeit

Cuz' you know the real fromfake,

I had to learn some shit

Before I ever thought of rap,

Ihad a pound to get

And the piece is steel,

I neverthought

I see a mill