Lyrics MLK BLVD (feat. Meek Mill) - Meek Mill , Jeezy

Ah, yeah, haha
Turn everything up in there a lil′ bit
Yeah, are we gonna keep that? (Ah, yeah)
Lex Luger on the beat, so what the fuck you lookin' at?

You claim you′re real but you're Rollie fake (Rollie fake)
Say you my dawg but you know you're snake
Fuck ′em, like Machiavelli I′m 'bout to snap (′bout to snap)
Like Curtis Jackson go and get the strap

I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (yeah)
I hustle hard, I go and get the check (check bitch)
They want me dead, there like a Malcom X

Had that ambition from the very start (very start)
Backin' up it like I′m Rosa Parks (ha ha)
You get that dirty money, best ta wash it
(Wash that shit nigga)
Just keep your eyes off them false prophets (yeah, woo)

This nigga talkin like he ye some (like he ye some)
That nigga must be on that ye or somethin (man)
Heard what I said? Nigga fuck Trump (Fuck Trump)
Say it again nigga: Fuck Trump (yeah)

Somebody better call CNN (CNN)
Hello? I'm ′bout to make this shit G again
(Yeah) I'm war-ready like I'm Ricky Ross
(Yeah) Boys in the hood we knockin′ Ricky off (boom!)

(Ooh) She think I love her
Yeah she fuckin′ cray (fuckin cray)
Yeah, I'm bought ta pass that bitch like Tom Brady (Oh)
Woo, these niggas pussy, boy this shit a trip (hey)
I′m better off beefin' with Taylor swift (haha)

I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (yeah)
I hustle hard, I go and get the check (go and get the check)
They want me dead, there like a Malcom X (haha)

Had that ambition from the very start (very start)
Backin′ up it like I'm Rosa Parks (what the fuck?)
You get that dirty money, best ta wash it
(Betta wash it)
Just keep your eyes off them false prophets

I′m gettin' head in the back of the Phantom
Fuckin' with Ross and I′m back in Atlanta
When I′m in Niemans I act like a scammer
Do the connect like I'm Tony Montana

Gimme a chopper to go from the slammer
I tell the driver to go get my hammer
I got a bitch that′s servin' them bricks
And everything lit like I′m holdin' a candle (woo)

Feds disrespectin′ me, investigations, I don't trap (no)
30 million, 20 houses, I ain't think about that (no)
Niggas tryna rob me, I ain′t trippin′ on it I'm strapped (no)
Huh, put a hunnid bands on it, we ain′t beefin out back (no)

Came from the bottom of the bottom (bottom)
Richer than that milli, they watchin' (woo)
I done got back in my pocket (pocket)
Ballin′ in Houston like Rockets (ballin')

I did that, we got a problem (problem)
Fuckin′ these hoes, then swap 'em (swap 'em)
Just in the Rolls and drop ′em (skrrt)
Dawn out the Rolls on Collins (yeah), woo

I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King
I hustle hard, I go and get the check (go get the check)
They want me dead, there like a Malcom X

Had that ambition from the very start (very start)
Backin′ up it like I'm Rosa Parks (ha ha)
You get that dirty money, best ta wash it
(Better wash it) Just keep your eyes off them
False prophets (false prophets)

You already know what it is, nigga (hahaha)
Yeah, I woulda sell it back
But I ain′t went no motherfuckin' where

Ha, you understand what I′m sayin'?
Oh, you niggas trouble, nigga
Oh, yeah