Letras Love Train - Meek Mill

Love Train

I only can tell you the truth\nYeah, uh\nI seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off\nSo many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw\nI up the score, I went for more, shit, I’m like it’s up to y’all\nAnd you ain’t gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm\n'Cause I heard they say that I wasn’t feeling a thing\nI’m in the studio all night, shit, I’m like, «What do you mean?»\nShit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream\n'Member we said we wouldn’t let these bitches get in between\nWhen people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn’t believe (Believe)\nAnd when niggas tell me you was fuckin', no, I couldn’t believe it\nI tried to give you all my blessings, but you couldn’t receive it\n'Cause you was listenin' to people that was listenin' to people\nI had to get up and leave you 'cause you couldn’t see it\nAll this fame turned into a monster, shit like Resident Evil\nAnd once the love turn toxic, think it’s better I don’t see you\n'Cause I’ve been runnin' up my millions, shit been revving my ego\nI put my money 'fore my bitches so we never get equal\n'Cause then the world keep turning, the money keep burning\nLiving and I’m learning, ain’t no bitches I’m concerned with\nI seen everybody change on me 'bout some money\nLearned to get rich, came home, niggas actin' funny, I can’t cut it\nI’m just strappin' and I ain’t talkin'\nSwear to God, none of y’all niggas better not grab for my coffin\nSwear to God, bad bitches playing Simon Says when I’m talkin'\nAnd I can’t say I’m runnin' them trenches when I ain’t walkin'\nI seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off\nSo many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw\nI up the score, I went for more, shit, I’m like it’s up to y’all\nAnd you ain’t gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm\n'Cause I heard they say that I wasn’t feeling a thing\nI’m in the studio all night, shit, I’m like, «What do you mean?»\nShit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream\n'Member we said we wouldn’t let these bitches get in between\nWhen people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn’t believe (Believe)\nAnd when niggas tell me you was fuckin', no, I couldn’t believe it\nYeah, uh\nLet me give some game, how you gon' maintain?\n'Cause niggas that hit it tell bitches they be seein' things\nAnd I know y’all boo’d up and that’s cool but you know things change\nYou’re a good girl, but I seen good girls go play the same game\nTurn to bad girls, and make niggas rearrange things\nAnd everything just turn into a blame game\nLook at it like a watch\nShe could be a nice watch, you could get a plain jane\nYou take that same watch, bust it down, ain’t worth the same thing\nBut it’s gon' shine when the lights hit it, a little bling-bling\nYou add some diamonds to it, get a little shine into it\nBut think about it\nTake a good girl, add some wildin' to it\nThat’s like bust down Rollie, don’t hold no value to it\nAnd now you at the jeweler tryna trade it in\n'Cause time is money gotta watch what you spend\nYou can’t make it again\nI’ve been down this road, with too many hoes, and I can’t take it again\nTake me\nTake me away, take me away, all my pain expensive\nI got people tryna take me out like I ain’t help invent 'em\nSmell the venom like Baccarat, new money on the menu\nAnd I ain’t never crossed nobody that helped me to a million\nWhy you even finessin', I wasn’t even checkin'?\nLook at yourself, bitin' the hand that gave you restaurant\nleave me for day, but this ain’t checkers\n'Cause I act like I don’t know, I bring it to your chest up\nTo the neck up\nAimin' at your head, soon as I catch up\nToo many millions, social media don’t impress us\nToo many feelings while I’m rappin' on\nI seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off\nSo many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw\nI up the score, I went for more, shit, I’m like it’s up to y’all\nAnd you ain’t gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm\n'Cause I heard they say that I wasn’t feeling a thing\nI’m in the studio all night, shit, I’m like, «What do you mean?»\nShit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream\n'Member we said we wouldn’t let these bitches get in between\nWhen people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn’t believe (Believe)\nAnd when niggas tell me you was fuckin', no, I couldn’t believe it