20 of the Best Lyrics From Meek Mill’s ‘Wins & Losses’ Album
Two summers ago, Meek Mill, who had just released his long-awaited sophomore album, Dreams Worth More Than Money, threw down the gauntlet in what would become one of the more epic battles in rap history when he alleged that rap superstar and frequent collaborator Drake employed ghostwriters. The claim, which was made via social media, sent the rap world into a frenzy, and led to both artists releasing diss records directed at each other, with the majority deciding that Drake was the victor, resulting in a hailstorm of ridicule for Meek.
However, two years later, Meek Mill has orchestrated one of the greatest comebacks in recent memory and emerged as the man of the moment once again with his new album, Wins & Losses, an album that looks to reestablish the polarizing spitter as a contender for the crown. While mentions of expensive watches, exotic cars, and designer clothes are all present, Wins & Losses, the album also includes gems on financial prosperity and the trials and tribulations that come with being a boss, an overarching theme of the project.
In addition to progression in terms of financial literacy, Meek also displays an added sense of responsibility to impart knowledge and wisdom to the next generation through his music, a task he tackles throughout. Standout cuts like The-Dream assisted "Young Black America" are indicative of Meek Mill's transition from a prized rookie to a seasoned veteran with more than the trappings of wealth on his mind, making Wins & Losses a defining effort in his career thus far.
With Wins & Losses currently being the talk of the culture, XXL dissects the album and shares 20 of its hottest lyrics.
"I got too many foreigns, man this shit getting boring/Half a milli' last week, you would've thought I was touring/Niggas tried to count me out, I guess they thought I was normal/They ain't know I was different, I'm like Lord be my witness/’Cause we was fucking up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen/Killed a pigeon through division, break it down on my niggas/Fuck they opinions why would I listen, they ain't see the vision/When I had a foreign I ain't see them bitches"
"Couldn't tell me shit when I was broke, fuck they gon' tell me now?/I'm running round, gun with a drum that hold a hundred rounds/If it was Fuck them niggas then it's fuck them niggas now, fuck ’em!/Never change on my road dawgs/’Bout that Cain bang them thangs like we O-Dog/Walk up in a dealer and I pull that Rolls off/These niggas said I wouldn't make it like I told y'all"
"Cut the grass and all the snakes gone surface, nobody's perfect/Showed the cash, he kinda made me nervous, maybe I'm trippin'/Hoping this paranoia from all this shit that we been in/Watched you pour gasoline, and burned out all of your bridges/Nigga, you suck at friendships, something you got to live with"
"Wait, ha, ha selling that cocaina/Started off selling that crack rock, now we sell out arenas/White boys say I'm genius, white girls say I'm gnarly/Did 30 bandz in Neimans, now we 20 grand at Barney's/Ever put a pop bitch on the block list, I don't pop shit/’Cause I got shit, in the drop six with a thot bitch whole squad lit" - Meek Mill
"Gucci swag so relaxed/Louis bag with the hat/Uzi Vert with the mac/Damn, thought I wasn't/Fuck you then hit your cousin/All hunnits don't want no 20/Stop hatin' fuck nigga get money" - Lil Uzi Vert
"I'm like, Trump ain't feelin' us, cops still killin' us/Niggas takin' shots, can't stop me, they ain't real enough/Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's killing her/New dawn, Hermes seat, I let the ceiling up/Just to get to kill 'em softly/Ooh, get them off me, try to crucify me like I'm Jesus the way she cross me"
"Bloggers in a frenzy, truck to the Bentley/Ain't doing no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty/So when you see me out don't ask me about no Nicki/Fuck I look like tellin' my business on Wendy/Niggas gossip like queens, we was servin' fiends/.40 bust your windows out, Jazmine Sullivan"
"This my cocky flow/Damn Daniel, why you selling Mr. Miyagi though/This that rose gold Patek, call me like '94/Mean nothin' to me, I tell how I gotta go/Rain sleet, on that corner when the block was slow/Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' though/Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like adiós/In the field, knock ’em down, it look like dominoes"
"Lord, forgive me for my sins, used to pray to get a brick/Nigga icy like it's hockey, and I'm playin' with them sticks/He don't like me, but he gotta respect the fact we gettin' rich/Nigga threw a shot and missed me, threw ’em back and he got hit/Brrrt, brrrt/Went from public housing to a glass house/Fuckin' famous bitches in my trap house/My main bitch fight my side bitch, Kash Doll/The only way to keep them quiet when I cash out"
"When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape/Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate/Man I know he got some dice at the heaven gates/Kicking shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates/Relax your mind and kick your feet way up/Selling dog food tryna feed my pups/Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough/And I'm going through stuff, I don't feel no love" - Young Thug
"No more Rollies, I'm just buying more properties/Young niggas watching me, give ’em that game properly/Past go twice, skip jail, build a monopoly/Don't let ’em trick you outta your spot, nigga you gotta be/Retardo if you could treat me out this new Gallardo/Since I been getting it, ain't miss a season from Ricardo/Tisci when they see me, know me at Wells Fargo/Still rappin' like it's no tomorrow" - Meek Mill
"If I stand up on my money they can't never overlook me/White come straight from cross the border, you can never overcook it/This that raw, this that raw, bitch I ball like Chris Paul/I switch it to Blake Griffin, they gon' blame that shit on y'all/Homie said that he a blood, we gon' paint that shit on dog/Told my bro to bring his hit, we gon' hang it on the wall" - Meek Mill
"I could never lose, went and bought some better jewels/Mansion on the hills, with the better views/They was never real, bet they bet I lose/Tell 'em how you feel, niggas sleeping on me, tell 'em let 'em snooze/When we see them niggas, treat them like they fools/AR with the Draco with that half a moon/Everytime I look up, I be in the news" - Meek Mill
"Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up/Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner/White man kill a Black man, they never report us/Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up/Mama she was tore up, sippin' on the Absolut/Young niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap and hoop/Could've been a lawyer until they came and shackled you/Felons on your records so them jobs ain't getting back at you" - Meek Mill
"Was slaves in the ’40s, still slaves in the present/No toys for Christmas, ain't get us no presents/Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate/Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and Wesson/Grew up with the goons, now he need protection/He dropped outta school, then he got arrested/Lord what a blessing, I just hope he learned his lesson" - Meek Mill
"Young black American/Wanna live like the fairer skin/Fall to the paradigm/Occupied on that Marilyn/The prophecies of the wild nigga, no church/My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no skirts/It's kinda crazy there's another world on the other side of town" - The-Dream
"Ah, told her that I would protect her/Went to the jeweler, Patek'd her/Patek Phillipe, she grabbing it deep/She caught it like OD Beckham, pause/Had it, but she never let 'em, ah/Hit it 'cause I do it better, ah/I'm in here, changing the weather, ah/Level up, change for the better/Fuck around and be on TMZ/Paparazzi popping when you be with me/I be flexin' on 'em like it's GNC see/Got that bomb, bomb, call you T.N.T." - Meek Mill
"Pulled off in an Aston/Ten hoes in a mansion/Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic/They don't wanna go to college/But the brain intelligent/Make me wanna do the Heisman/When I drink the right medicine" - Quavo
"I've been washing all my problems with these perks and all this drank/All that shit just made me tank, had me drawn let me paint/Four in the morning 88, graveyard shiftin' it/A dollar to my name and I remembered it
A niggas said I owe 'em, how? that shit the sound ridiculous/Tell a nigga, 'No,' and they gon' show you who they really is/Trappin' since little kid, did a little bid/But I bounced back like the bullet did when it ricocheted, hit the little kid"
"Yeah, ain't no price on the money, ain't no price in the Lord/I got outta the system, I jumped right on the Forbes/When I got out the ghetto, I jumped right on the tour/When I stunt on that Instagram, I'm just showing them more/I'm just showing them better how to make it through any weather/Back when I said I would make it they was telling me never"