I Want the Love - Meek Mill, Puff Daddy

And this money got these niggas catchin' favors and I tell ya

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I know is getting money

Knockin' at the door, I’m like who is it?

Bitch I tell ya

(I want the love)

I’m a rich nigga, I don’t get mad, I just get paper (I don’t)

I don’t catch feelings, I catch flights, that’s brick paper (for what)

For one rider at Bad Boy, that’s one side

These killers with me don’t fuck around, they jump fast like off sides

I’m ‘bout to creep up on the billi, poppin' these bottles like Willy

I know they gon' hate when I’m here, but when it’s all over they feel me

If you gon' show love when I’m dead, you better off just tryna kill me

‘Cause I’m gon' ball on niggas, and I ain’t talkin' about you, I hate all ya’ll

niggas, ugh!

Ten Birkins for your main ho, I could buy that

Last week I made a hundred mill, you should try that

I’m a real nigga, they all see it, can’t hide that

I’ll touch down in your city, fuck shit up, nigga then fly back!

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I see is haters

And this money got these niggas catchin' favors and I tell ya

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I know is getting money

Knockin' at the door, I’m like who is it?

Bitch I tell ya

(I want the love)

I wanted the money and wanted the love

Wanted them bitches that wanted the drugs

They wanted the molly and wanted the weed

I walk in the building, get love in the club

Love in the streets, bitch it’s Meek Milly

Them niggas was haters, I love what they was

‘Cause all of that hating was my motivation

Now I got the paper, it was what it was

It is what it is, look at me now

Living the life and I’m fucking these hoes

Niggas that hate me still come to my shows

Shawty ain’t ready to fuck up my Rose, give a fuck if I go

Straight to the money and back to the hood where they takin' that money

We package the good and we break up that money

You act like you good, better save you some money (hater)

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I see is haters

And this money got these niggas catchin' favors and I tell ya

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I know is getting money

Knockin' at the door, I’m like who is it?

Bitch I tell ya

(I want the love)

All the hoes gon' love me, (and all the suckers gon' hate too)

(Been trill like Bun B, can’t name nothin' I ain’t do)

We race to Vegas on jets from Miami, Vegas went back

And I did Liv in the same night, (woke up, lil' nigga, what’s next?)

Since more money, power, respect, (most these niggas probably in debt)

(Back when Michael Jackson was moonwalkin', I was still cutting them checks)

And I still come through my set, shit, (and they ain’t showing love yet? Shit)

(It's mo' money, mo' problems, what my nigga Big said best)

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I see is haters

And this money got these niggas catchin' favors and I tell ya

(I want the love) ‘Cause all I know is getting money

Knockin' at the door, I’m like who is it?

Bitch I tell ya

(I want the love)