Aint I
Meek Mill Lyrics


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Alright, let's be clear
They might speak a speech
But they ain't talkin that talk
They left before you

Ain't me, Ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me
Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with
But it's one bad bitch you can't see
And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD
And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP
Ain't Me, ain't Me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me

Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me
These pussy ass niggas can't come to my hood
Cause you pussy ass niggas ain't me
I got all these shooters that's down for the cause
And they all get money like me
And, and I still ride around in my hood
Quarter milli on a nigga white tee
And ya'll niggas still hating on it, still hating on it
Talking what they gonna do to me
But I'm strapped up & I'm waiting on it
These niggas ain't built like that
These niggas get killed like that
Running 'round my name in their mouth
Banana clips get peeled like that
And they wonder why I feel like that
Cause every other month I make a mill like that
Took my whole family up out that hood
Set 'em all nice in the hills like that, shit real like that
You ain't gotta like my shit, pay for the flow, I don't write my shit
Betta pray to God I don't like your bitch
Cause if she catch eye then she might get hit! Woah!

And every last nigga kinda been like that
They want but I ain't gon change
In the hood nigga everything look different
When I come through cause a nigga got lil change
But pussy ass nigga, it don't take no nigga
If you do then it gon be flames
That foggy gon go bang bang
Them niggas might say my name
My young niggas got rollies on, bitches get them birdies on
My trigger finger be itchin, my patience short but my money long
And levels to this shit for real
Born greedy, cause I'm tryna see a hundred mill
Got the plug on deck if I wanna go back
Put work in the trap, what you know bout that
Pillow talkin to yo hoe hatin on my nigga
Fuck around lose yo whole life
That ain't me, ain't me
These rabid ass niggas ain't me
Wanna fuck a real nigga like me?
You ain't see I'm GODC

Ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me
Been getting money, my game wise
You know we reppin DC
Cause I drop that bag on you, I kill you niggas for free
I got all this money on me
I got all these hundreds on me hoe
Backin up in this Panamera, some rich ass hoes
Started off with a quarter ounce, I had to get that dough
Flip that, move circles on em like tic tac toe
Hoes ready, they fuckin suckin on a ghett psycho

I guess we can't tell you enough
What you do won't make you me
Truthfully some you niggas need to get some more sleep




Your dreams ain't manifesting correctly
Rock-a-by baby

Overall Meaning

In "Ain't I" by Meek Mill, the rapper talks about his success and fame, stating that no one can replicate him, and he is one of a kind. He boasts about his wealth, his women, and his crew, portraying himself as unstoppable. He makes it clear that he is from DC and that his chain and wristwatch speak volumes about his success. He also addresses his detractors, stating that they are all talk, and they can never be like him because they lack what he has, both materially and reputationally.


Line by Line Meaning

Alright, let's be clear
I'm about to tell you the truth


They might speak a speech
They may talk a lot


But they ain't talkin that talk
But they're not speaking the truth like I am


They left before you
They already gave up


Ain't me, Ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me
I am unique and better than these weak men


Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with
I have a few primary women that I'm sexually involved with


But it's one bad bitch you can't see
But there is one exceptional woman that you can't compete with


And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD
All my friends make money and have clear diamonds


And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP
My DC chain and gold watch are shiny and expensive


These pussy ass niggas can't come to my hood
Weak men can't enter my neighborhood


Cause you pussy ass niggas ain't me
Because they're not on my level


I got all these shooters that's down for the cause
I have a group of people willing to defend me


And they all get money like me
And they are all financially successful like me


Quarter milli on a nigga white tee
I wear expensive clothing worth a quarter of a million dollars


These niggas get killed like that
Weak men get themselves killed by talking about me


Running 'round my name in their mouth
Talking about me behind my back


Banana clips get peeled like that
They'll get hurt for talking about me


And they wonder why I feel like that
And they wonder why I'm so angry


Cause every other month I make a mill like that
Because I am a millionaire


Took my whole family up out that hood
I moved my family from the dangerous neighborhood


Set 'em all nice in the hills like that, shit real like that
I now live in a nice house in the hills because I'm successful


You ain't gotta like my shit, pay for the flow, I don't write my shit
You don't have to like my music because I don't write my own lyrics


Betta pray to God I don't like your bitch
You better hope I don't like your girlfriend


Cause if she catch eye then she might get hit!
Because I might have sex with her


And every last nigga kinda been like that
Every man is like this in some way


They want but I ain't gon change
They want me to change, but I won't


In the hood nigga everything look different
Things look different in my neighborhood


When I come through cause a nigga got lil change
Because I have a little bit of money


That foggy gon go bang bang
It's going to be dangerous


Rock-a-by baby
Everything will be alright




Writer(s): Meek Mill

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@eliad670

The beat, the flow. Hard hard 2009 hitter

@isaiahmast9697

Philadelphia's finest, aggressive flow w/, those drama beats

@isaiah6841

2021 I love old Meek he was in his bag

@soundbwoy8750

in his fuckin bag fr

@rootkhan3254

💯

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No cap💯

@jamalbenjamin5484

I don’t think 🤔 can come in tomorrow I’m u

@skinnyblakk1104

"Joe me like Jihad, Joe me like G.I. bitch I'm tryna fuck and u keep worryin bout T.I." 1 of Meeks best bars rs

@majorlead84

Facts

@lysol9717

Real Meek fans

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