I'm Leanin' - Meek Mill, Travis Scott

Studies say humans forget 90% of their dream, upon the first 10 minutes of

waking

They say most people don’t even remember, 99% of the dreams they ever even had

Haheh, as Dreamchasers, we’re the exception

Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed;

quarter mil for the Mulsanne, flex

All my niggas gon' cash, checks, and all y’all niggas look mad, stressed

And we ain’t even made niggas mad, yet, cause next time I grab, I’ma grab, jet

I might go Bugatti with a bad bitch beside me, nigga hotter than wasabi,

get that ass, wet

Young niggas goin' hard in the streets, we ain’t ever known to call the police

Got birds for the twenty-five K (WOO!) sounds like a bargain to me

Young niggas gettin' money in the Bent, leather lookin' like Spalding to me

And I don’t know what no line look like;

hundred bad bitches gettin' all in

with me

Get 'em all in for free;

started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock

And now I got a lot of cars, if a nigga talk the foreigns, got a car lot

And everybody talkin' money but they ain’t showing numbers like the call block

And all I do is count money, fuck pretty ass hoes, and car shop

Yeah nigga I’m leanin', leanin';

young rich nigga, I’m leanin'

Puffin' on strong, gettin' gold, bad bitches lookin' like Nia Long, I mean it

Nigga I’m leanin', leanin';

young rich nigga, I’m leanin'

Sippin' on promethazine that nigga;

my team got money all season

Nigga I’m leanin'…

Mmm, leanin' - damn near spilled my semen (straight up)

Had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife, damn near see my demons (La Flame!)

Loose furs, hyenas, for the love of money and Selena

Vatos losin' their nerves, there’s bird niggas on the curbs and let 'em pull up

and do the Macarena (AHHHHH!!)

H-Town niggas spilled Peach Crush on my jeans (nope)

Never go far with no bitch with no condoms unless they can cover the lease on

my Beamer (straight up)

Ahh, you know, Louboutins don’t touch my hoes (La Flame)

Let’s go down in Ibiza town, we get cold, you don’t need no coat

Mu’fucker, I’m leanin' (dope);

don’t talk to me, couple street niggas think

twice before crossin' me (oh no)

Meek, these niggas shit can’t last that long, why these motherfuckers keep

botherin' me?

(straight up)

I’m leanin', for a minute you had me then the second I caught it when it passed

me

Oh no (straight up) somebody pass me a blunt and a double world cup

Mu’fucker, mu’fucker I’m…

Yeah, straight lovers to this life, nigga;

parlay or nothin'

See we started trappin' before we was rappin', and then we was, trappin' and

rappin'

Shining on these hoes, high life, hah

This what we live now — blowin' out the pound, heh, Italian on the floor nigga

Ya understand me?

Steppin' onto a mil' nigga

(They say money rule the world, you can’t pay God with it)

Step your game up nigga or lose your bitch nigga

It’s just that simple…

Yeah, we Dreamchasers

We out there gettin' this money so you can’t fuck with everybody

Cause everybody ain’t at you motherfuckin' level so the motherfuckers that

don’t understand you

They wind up motherfuckin' hatin' you, and so you know what you gotta do

And so you gotta hate those motherfuckers too

Fuck them niggas, fuck they motherfuckin' mommas

They daddies, they aunts, they uncles and they little tee-tees, too

Ayo, suck a dick;

Meek Mills, let’s get it