Chords for Meek Mill - Levels [Official Video]

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_ [Em] _ _ See it's brackets nigga, them hoes ain't fucking you cause you ain't in that bracket nigga _ _
_ Learn life, it's levels to the shit young boy
_ _ Ayo you feel me?
Yeah Lil nigga Willem rock the same clothes, fuck
the same hoes cause he levels to the shit Lil nigga Willem drive the same whips, fuck
the same chicks cause he levels to the shit Lil nigga Willem get the same paper, fuck
the same paper you a motherfucking hater cause he levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause he levels to the shit Lil nigga cause he levels to the shit
Cause he levels to the shit, levels to the shit
Can't fuck my ho cause he levels to the bitch
And I be rocking powder like the double winning bitch
In a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
_ And them heavy as a dick, shining like a motherfucking bezel on my wrist
All my niggas mommies so heavy in this bitch, got a grand for the mule that's a Chevy on my wrist
_ Cocaine, Moussane, young nigga blowing up Kurt Cobain
Boom, skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
In this 458 and through the lil lane
Swerve on them niggas got a nerve on them cause I heard the fast got them in the air them birds
On them but that nigga back home and them niggas wrong with them
Call the case bitch what you think?
Nigga fucking told on them
I ain't get my shit snatched yet
You ain't get your bitch back yet
One card niggas ain't that tech, blood drawn, head shot, nigga brains on step _
Hot shit if you're pop shit
And I don't want you peeing if you ain't got shit
We young niggas we winning I pull up drop shit
My shit with more keys than a locksmith
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don't fuck the same chicks cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't get the same paper
You a motherfucking hater cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit Oh Lord
Damn Tommy you ain't got no job
DC we the motherfucking mob
Young niggas getting straight to the money
In the range with your honey I pull up like ah
I'm making pop music, damn nah
Them boys shooting on bread, da
_ Maybach, Roseanne, them rolling down Collins, Carl Ross
Get the air with them
Compound niggas lie now
If this was Friday's I'm balling like a LeBron now
I call up artists and tell them bitches to calm down
I treat that job like a taxi the way I'm flying around
And I don't fuck with no niggas
If they don't fuck with my niggas
And I ain't fucking no bitches
If they fucking my niggas
Lil niggas we don't rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don't fuck the same chicks cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't get the same paper
You a motherfucking hater cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit
Oh Lord
One time for the real niggas
Two time for the bad bitches
Y'all suckers be coming home
Cause y'all suckers never had bitches
I hit the dealer bought another rose
That's the reason why you mad nigga
That's the reason why you hating on me
I love balling my bad nigga
Cause we levels to the shit
Levels to the shit
Can't fuck now
Cause we levels to the bitch
Cause we levels to the bitch
And I'm breaking back like a gold medal to this bitch Lil _ _
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Lil Lil Lil Hold up
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes
Fuck the same hoes cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips
We don't fuck the same chicks cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga we don't get the same paper
You a motherfucking hater cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit
Lil nigga cause we levels to the shit Oh Lord _ _
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