Meek Mill – Shit On The Industry Lyrics


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[Meek Mill]
Hate is my motivator, wrists on refrigerator
Money participator, got power like generators
?, wholesale like liquidators
Shout out my imitators, fuck how I am a flamer
I'm all of that, fuck them hoes, don't call 'em back
You (order?), but we all for that
Get paper, just like office max
Shittin' on these niggas, where the fuck they put my toilet at?
Obama on my wrist, presidential bitch
In the back of the 'bach, smokin' some presidential shit
And I'm dry with the mack, on some residential shit
And if your homie think he tough, I give him presidential hit
I got 20 in the stairs, for a nigga ass

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