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Meek only wins if he catches drizzly slippin and gets it on video
Did you listen to the songs?He didn't write over half of those songs though, like someone said earlier in here, QM came up with the flow, the structure, the rhyme scheme, cadence, a nice amount of lyrics. That's well more than half the battle, if you don't know that you don't understand songwriting.
And I agree, I'll even listen when Drake drops dope shyt (he'll never get any money from me), but that still doesn't explain why almost everyone is completely overlooking what Meek's exposed about him.
Quentin Miller said:Know Yourself
Runnin' through the 6 with my woes
Countin' money you know how it goes
Pray the real live forever man
Pray the fakes get exposed
I want that Ferrari then I swerve
I want that Bugatti just to hurt
I ain't rockin' my jewelry that's on purpose
(track ends here)
RICO
Old ways, new women, gotta keep a balance
The girl of your dreams to me is probably not a challenge
I've been counted out so many times, I couldn't count it
I've been up for way too many days
Y'all sleep enough for me anyway
OVO, East End, Reps Up,we might just get hit with the R.I.C.O
They gon' go Tony Montana and cop them some Shaq at the free throws
Used To
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gon' take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man
10 Bands
10 Bands, 50 bands, 100 bands, fukk it, man
Let's just not even discuss it, man
OMG, nikkas sleep, I ain't trippin', I'mma let 'em sleep
I ain't trippin', let 'em rest in peace
I can tell ya how it happened
I can tell ya 'bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas
I can tell you not a rapper
Tryna sell this story, I don't even open up the package
Who you with? What you claim?
I was payin' mama's rent when was I turning 17
Soda dirty like Diana never clean
My ex asked me, "Where you movin'?" I said, "On to better things"
How do you figure Drake didn't write over half the songs? The only song you could even argue Quentin did half of is 10 Bands and that's because the hook is repeated a few times.Drake said:Know Yourself
I don't like how serious they take themselves
I've always been me I guess I know myself
Shakiness man I don't have no time for that
My city too turnt up I'll take the fine for that
This been where you find me at
That's been where you find me at
I know a nikka named Johnny Bling
He put me on to the finer things
Had a job sellin' Girbaud jeans
I had a yellow TechnoMarine
Then Kanye dropped, it was polos and backpacks
Man, that was when Ethan was pushin' a Subaru hatchback
Man I'm talkin' way before hashtags
This is that nasty flow
Top boy in this shyt, I'm so international
Reps up is in here
Got P Reign and Chubby and TJ and Winnie and woah
Yeah, and you know how that shyt goes
I might declare it a holiday as soon as Baka get back on the road
Yeah but you know how that shyt go
They so irrational, they don't wanna patch it up
They wanna mash it up, woah
My nikka Jibba, he whip it, I ride in the passenger
I'm way up, I stay up, I'm two up, I'm three up
I had to get back to you, woah
I'm turnin' into a nikka that thinks about money and women
Like 24/7, that's where my life took me
That's just how shyt happened to go, yeah, and you know
RICO
Funny how now my accountant is havin' trouble tryna count it
To the people that think that I owe you shyt
Payback's a bytch and you know that shyt
Y'all nikkas gettin' too old for this
Please don't think nobody notices
Y'all don't be doin' shyt anyway
Y'all are not true to this anyway
Everyone home for the summer, so let's not do nothing illegal
I go make 50 million then I give some millions to my people
But they're from the way fam, there's not much to say fam
They told me to tell you you mans are some wastemans
And stay in your place fam
My dad is from Memphis, and I am the king
I should probably just move in to Graceland
Madonna’s a ting I know and I’m the king of pop
I’m building Never-Never Land
How he hate me when I never met the man
Used To
Yeah, when you get to where I'm at
You gotta remind 'em where the fukk you at
Every time they talkin' it's behind your back
Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
They gon' say your name on them airwaves
They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap
Jewels look like I found a motherfukkin' treasure map
And ain't told no one where the fukk it's at
Shout out to the G's from the ends
We don't love no girls from the ends
I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once again
I'mma always end up as a man in the end, dog
It's just apparent every year
Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror
Lookin' at myself like, there it is there
Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo
I ain't tryna chance it
I be with the bands like a nikka went to Jackson State
Or Grambling
Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
Watch the way I handle it, uh
Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shyt is candle lit
She know I'm the man with it, uh
With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton
I ain't playin' with it
Way more gully gully than buddy buddy
Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin'
You don't understand, I'm the only one to hear from
You don't understand that it's me or nothin'
Yea, I'm fukkin' glowin' up
Shaq postin' up on nikkas that I used to have posters of
Real quick, man, you couldn't have hated that
Let's be real, nikka, you couldn't have made it that
Woah, dance how I dance, watch me dance
You're fukkin' with the best, man, I'm too advanced
After this drop I got new demands
Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then
Make sure the plane got a phone now
So when we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now
I'll tell 'em link up at the valet at the Hazy
Think I got the shyt that had the city going crazy
10 Bands
I been in the crib with the phones off
I been at the house taking no calls
I done hit the stride got my shyt goin'
In the six cooking with the wrist motion
Drapes closed, I don't know what time it is
I'm still awake, I gotta shine this year
I could never ever let the streets down
Haven't left the condo for a week now
I've been on a mission, haven't left the condo
This that OVO, that SZN, this that new Toronto
I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina
How much I make off the deal, how the fukk should I know?
All my watches always timeless, you can keep the diamonds
Treatin' Diamonds of Atlanta like it's King of Diamonds
Take a flick, I look like Meechy, look like Bleu DaVinci
I treat V Live like it's 07 in Magic City
Man, I told my city I'd be gone till November then November came
Then I came, right back on my worst behav'
6 God, put both hands together, that's amazin' grace
6 God, selfish with the love, I need all the praise (woo)
They got me feelin' like the one again (woo)
They got me feelin' like the one again
Yeah, shout goes out to Nike, checks all over me
I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been
"you really sweet, I call you butter cup"
.....how the fukk did meek's camp allow him to release this shyt?....if they really cared for him, they would been like nah....take more time breh
Before this, it absolutely would have been Drake, and that's irrelevant to every point I've made anyway.
There isn't proof that QM did that . We don't know anything about their collaboratiive process really , the reference tracks don't mean that .
Complete choke!!!
You're being dumb for no reason at this point
I was actually putting them into the same category as up and coming rapper vs. established superstar. All of the sudden Ja was nowhere to be seen like poof! Don;t act like we haven't seen it before.@ at you comparing Meek fukking Mill to prime 50 cent.
Drake didnt do nothin. This all on Meek. This was an unforced errorThe Internet got EVERBODY wanting to be comedians so meek should've had some funny lines for the people on Twitter to feed on. Drake know how the Internet works and used it right wile meek was sounding outdated like he was in the 90s thinking flowing 564 words in a bar was going to get him props from the rap gods from the 90s.