Respect the Game
Meek Mill Lyrics


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Yah
Big bag, got 'em big mad
A nigga gettin' to some money and his bitch bad
Jumpin' out the Rolls truck with the temp tag
I'm gettin' money, I don't get mad, ugh
Ask a nigga in my hood, he go and said it on stand
And when them situations came, I came out like a champ
When it was pourin' down rain and I came out of it damp
But now it's champagne showers when we poppin' the champ', ugh
We dodged all the feds and they traps
Niggas can't be us 'cause they rats
Stand tall, point a finger, never that
I knew a nigga had it all, went to the B, ain't get it back
That's why I'm humble as ever, and I rumble whatever
Don't chase hoes 'cause they come with this cheddar
I seen my man girl start actin' bougie when he fuck up his cheddar
Before you knew it, niggas was fuckin' her better
I knew about it and I
Wanted to tell him, I felt funny as ever
But when I told him, he went runnin' to tell her, damn
Remember I was down bad, I'm talkin' under the cellar
Now the Rolls Royces come with umbrellas
For the rain and all the pain that we been through
If you don't feed your wolves they gon' put you on the menu
That's why I be with family and some bulls that I been knew
If money determined loyalty, we'd cut you with a Ginsu
Now I go against you, facts

Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin' you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that'll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin'
'Cause when it's all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon' treat you like you worthless
Respect the game

Fuck the fame
We millionaires fuck your watch and lil' chain
Niggas disappear quick as Lil Zane
You feelin' yourself, I know you got a lil' lane
Just hold your composure, I seen this shit happen over and over
That couple hundred thousand holdin' you over
That ain't real money
That's bill money, buy a Rollie, get a wheel money
Catch a case, pay a lawyer, take a deal money
Now you tapped out and got no appeal money
Callin' home like niggas done did you wrong
But when you had that money you could've put niggas on
And the moment they put cuffs on you, your bitch was gone
Student of the game, I'm just ahead of my class
I'm that nigga, but I never got my head up my ass
You doin' good, but I'm ready for bad
And you won't never catch me frontin' 'cause I'm used to bein' second to last
Respect the game

Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin' you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that'll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin'




'Cause when it's all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon' treat you like you worthless
Respect the game

Overall Meaning

Meek Mill's song "The Game" is a cautionary tale to those who are new to the game of money and success. The first verse features Meek Mill rapping about his current successes, including having a lot of money and a beautiful girlfriend. He also talks about how he avoided trouble with the law and other traps that may have hindered his journey to success. Meek's somber warning, however, is to never forget one's roots and to always be humble.


In the second verse, Meek Mill urges listeners to remember the rules of the game. He outlines three rules that are critical to success: don't count your friend's money, don't trust women who only love you for your possessions, and don't waste money. Meek Mill emphasizes the importance of saving money and being prepared for the worst. He also warns about the consequences of falling off the top and the way that people will treat you when you're not at the top anymore.


Overall, "The Game" is a song that stresses the importance of humility, caution, and hard work. It also warns against the dangers and potential loss that can befall those who become too focused on material possessions and forget about the values that got them to success in the first place.


Line by Line Meaning

Big bag, got 'em big mad
Having a lot of money is causing envy and anger among others


A nigga gettin' to some money and his bitch bad
I am making money and have a attractive girlfriend


Jumpin' out the Rolls truck with the temp tag
I recently purchased a Rolls Royce and have yet to receive the permanent license plate


I'm gettin' money, I don't get mad, ugh
I am focused on acquiring wealth and not allowing minor setbacks to bring me down


Ask a nigga in my hood, he go and said it on stand
The people in my neighborhood will testify to my credibility and reputation


And when them situations came, I came out like a champ
Whenever I have faced challenges, I have overcome them successfully


When it was pourin' down rain and I came out of it damp
Even in difficult times, I come out relatively unscathed


But now it's champagne showers when we poppin' the champ', ugh
Now that I am successful, I can afford to celebrate with expensive champagne


We dodged all the feds and they traps
We have managed to avoid law enforcement and their attempts to catch us


Niggas can't be us 'cause they rats
No one can be like us because they are disloyal and would betray us like a rat


Stand tall, point a finger, never that
We do not blame others for our mistakes and take responsibility for our own actions


I knew a nigga had it all, went to the B, ain't get it back
I knew someone who had everything and went to jail but could not bounce back upon release


That's why I'm humble as ever, and I rumble whatever
That is why I remain humble and able to fight any obstacle that comes my way


Don't chase hoes 'cause they come with this cheddar
Do not pursue women solely because they have money


I seen my man girl start actin' bougie when he fuck up his cheddar
I have witnessed a man's girlfriend act high and mighty when he loses his money


Before you knew it, niggas was fuckin' her better
Afterward, other men slept with her instead


I knew about it and I
I was aware of the situation


Wanted to tell him, I felt funny as ever
I wanted to tell him but was hesitant


But when I told him, he went runnin' to tell her, damn
When I finally told him, he went and told her himself


Remember I was down bad, I'm talkin' under the cellar
I recall being in a poor financial state


Now the Rolls Royces come with umbrellas
Now that I am wealthy, my Rolls Royce even comes with an umbrella holder


For the rain and all the pain that we been through
It is for the rainy days and tough times we have endured


If you don't feed your wolves they gon' put you on the menu
If you do not take care of your own, they will turn against you


That's why I be with family and some bulls that I been knew
That is why I surround myself with my family and people I have known for a long time


If money determined loyalty, we'd cut you with a Ginsu
If loyalty was based on wealth, we would drop anyone who betrayed us immediately


Now I go against you, facts
Now if you cross me, I will turn against you, no questions asked


Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin' you deserve it
Do not expect to benefit from your friend's wealth as if you are entitled to it


Rule number two, never trust a bitch that'll fuck you for some purses
Do not trust women who will only sleep with you for your money


Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin'
Save some of your money and do not overspend or be wasteful


'Cause when it's all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon' treat you like you worthless
If you lose your wealth and find yourself in a tough position, people will not value you as much as they did before


Fuck the fame
I do not care about being famous


We millionaires fuck your watch and lil' chain
I am a millionaire and do not care about your expensive accessories


Niggas disappear quick as Lil Zane
People can disappear quickly, even those who were once famous like Lil Zane


You feelin' yourself, I know you got a lil' lane
You may be feeling confident, but you only have a small place in the grand scheme of things


Just hold your composure, I seen this shit happen over and over
Remain calm because I have seen things like this happen repeatedly


That couple hundred thousand holdin' you over
A few hundred thousand dollars may seem like a lot, but it will not sustain you for long


That ain't real money
That amount of money is not significant in the grand scheme of things


That's bill money, buy a Rollie, get a wheel money
That amount of money is only enough to pay bills and maybe buy a Rolex or a wheel for your car


Catch a case, pay a lawyer, take a deal money
If you end up in legal trouble, you will need to spend a lot of money on a lawyer and may have to take a plea deal


Now you tapped out and got no appeal money
Now you are out of cash and do not have the money to pay for any appeals


Callin' home like niggas done did you wrong
Calling home to complain that people have wronged you


But when you had that money you could've put niggas on
When you had money, you could have helped others


And the moment they put cuffs on you, your bitch was gone
As soon as you got in trouble with the law, your girlfriend left you


Student of the game, I'm just ahead of my class
I am constantly learning and studying the game (industry), and am at the forefront of my peers


I'm that nigga, but I never got my head up my ass
I am confident in my abilities, but I do not let it go to my head and remain humble


You doin' good, but I'm ready for bad
You may be doing well now, but I am prepared for any setbacks or failures


And you won't never catch me frontin' 'cause I'm used to bein' second to last
I will never pretend to be something that I am not because I am accustomed to not being the first or the best




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams

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@gottjuice790

[Verse 1]
Yah
Big bag, got 'em big mad
A nigga gettin' to some money and his bitch bad
Jumpin' out the Rolls truck with the temp tag
I'm gettin' money, I don't get mad, ugh
Ask a nigga in my hood, he gon' say that I'm stamped
And when them situations came, I came out like a champ
When it was pourin' down rain and I came out of it damp
But now it's champagne showers when we poppin' the champ', ugh
We dodged all the Feds and they traps
Niggas can't be us 'cause they rats
Stand tall, point a finger, never that
I knew a nigga had it all, went to the bing, ain't get it back
That's why I'm humble as ever, and I rumble whatever
Don't chase hoes 'cause they come with this cheddar
I seen my man girl start actin' bougie when he fuck up his cheddar
Before you knew it, niggas was fuckin' her better
I knew about it and I-
Wanted to tell him, I felt funny as ever
But when I told him, he went runnin' to tell her, damn
Remember I was down bad, I'm talkin' under the cellar
Now the Rolls Royces come with umbrellas
For the rain and all the pain that we been through
If you don't feed your wolves they gon' put you on the menu
That's why I be with family and some buls that I been knew
If money determined loyalty, we'd cut you with a Ginsu
Now I go against you, facts

Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin' you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that'll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin'
'Cause when it's all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon' treat you like you worthless
Respect the game

Fuck the fame
We millionaires fuck your watch and lil' chain
Niggas disappear as quick as Lil Zane
You feelin' yourself, I know you got a lil' lane
Just hold your composure, I seen this shit happen over and over
That couple hundred thousand holdin' you over
That ain't real money
That's bill money, buy a Rollie, get a wheel money
Catch a case, pay a lawyer, take a deal money
Now you tapped out and got no appeal money
Callin' home like niggas done did you wrong
But when you had that money you could've put niggas on
And the moment they put cuffs on you, your bitch was gone
Student of the game, I'm just ahead of my class
I'm that nigga, but I never got my head up my ass
You doin' good, but I'm ready for bad
And you won't never catch me frontin' 'cause I'm used to bein' second to last
Respect the game

Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin' you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that'll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin'
'Cause when it's all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon' treat you like you worthless
Respect the game



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@jonathansantana6697

I pray we all get rich man . But in reality I pray for everyone to be happy

@muggadre2154

Jonathan Santana same bro ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ

@chrisborrowme1679

Best matured comment I've seen in ages man. Respect

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@ericmoss1805

I wish my lil bro was still alive to hear this album ๐Ÿ˜ช meek is one of our favorites. He would of went crazy over this one ๐Ÿ’ฏ R.I.P lil bro โค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟ

@stinkyfelines5890

Eric Moss Iโ€™m praying for you bro.

@ericmoss1805

@@stinkyfelines5890 Preciate it man ๐Ÿ’ฏ

@justincowes7366

Eric Moss ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’ฏ

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