Date 2023-10-27
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
Rick Ross and Meek Mill, two heavyweight names in the rap game, are back at it with their scintillating new collaboration, “Lyrical Eazy,” and they’ve got a music video to match. This dynamic duo is ready to shake up the rap world again with their upcoming joint album, ‘Too Good To Be True,’ set to release next month.
Fans have long been clamoring for a full-fledged project from these two iconic artists, and now their wishes are coming true. “Shaq & Kobe,” their previous release from the forthcoming album, garnered widespread acclaim, leaving fans eagerly awaiting more.
To further stoke the excitement, Rick Ross and Meek Mill unveiled “Lyrical Eazy” this week. The song lives up to the hype, delivering a captivating freestyle exchange between these two rap titans.
What sets this track apart is the stunning production; it’s a masterclass in beat-making. Ross and Meek are firing on all cylinders, and their chemistry is electric. Listening to “Lyrical Eazy” is like catching a front-row seat to a jam session where two artists at the pinnacle of their craft are simply having fun.
It’s safe to say that ‘Too Good To Be True’ could be a game-changer, and the album’s two singles are a testament to that. Ross and Meek are hitting all the right notes, setting the stage for a possible album of the year. Get ready, because the rap world is about to witness something extraordinary.
Rick Ross, Meek Mill – Lyrical Eazy (prod. Sean Momberger, DJ MO, SAUCEboy, Dnny Phntm, TheBoyKam, Preme)
20 October 2023
1 Song, 1 minute
℗ 2023 Maybach Music Group under exclusive license to gamma.
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[Verse 1: Meek Mill & Rick Ross]
Glock 4 Peezy, this shit too easy (Too easy)
These fuckin’ rap niggas be talkin’ too greasy (Too greasy)
Say it’s smoke, well run up on me nigga when you see me (See me)
Pussy (Fuck ’em)
Murder on mind, I been up all night
Two bad bitches tryna fuck all night
Heard we was in the club, he had to duck all night
I told ’em, catch ’em at the let-out, shoot his truck on sight (Rrr)
Niggas ain’t got it (Got it) niggas ain’t ’bout it (‘Bout it)
Hunnid cash large, black card in my pocket (Pocket)
Rose gold Richie’ (Richie’) I don’t even rock it (Never)
Brand new Benz for what? (Woo) ‘Cause I don’t even drive it
Nigga diss, I ain’t respondin’, I’m like, “Y’all ain’t even poppin'” (Huh)
‘Cause we’ve been mobbin’, flyin’ private, different hours (Woo)
And I ain’t lyin’, I got this money shit to a science (Woo)
Got your baby momma in the Bahamas actin’ different and she wildin’
Off that 42, get turnt like Dugg and them (Free Dugg)
‘Bout that cash, it get real slimy, talk like Thug and ’em (Free Thug)
Nigga say they fuck with us, but we don’t fuck with them (Fuck ’em)
My youngin’ got that chopper, turn to Andre, he start drummin’ ’em (Brrt, Boss)
[Verse 2: Rick Ross & Meek Mill]
Grew up in the projects, jumpin’ on the roof (Yeah)
Garbage bag full of dollars, I come for the movie (Movie)
Young Jimmy Lovine of the crime scene (Woo)
Leave a nigga whole team on them IVs (Ah, brrt)
Point ’em out and put ’em on obituaries (Splat, brrt)
Love or business, either/or, it’s only temporary (Ha)
Carol City niggas, never known to sympathetic (Carol City)
I’m ’bout the money, you can miss me with your freaky fetish (Woo)
Straight from Star Island, take me to Jamaica (Lord)
Three-hundred foot yacht, never droppin’ anchor (Huh)
Count a thousand pounds as we ride around (One thousand)
Disrespect is not allowed so we shot him down (Brrt)
Bricks in the crate, first forty-eight (Brrt)
Lamborghini out the box, so who wanna race? (Wow)
My attorney talkin’ facts, rats on the tape (Huh)
I’m talkin’ money off the top then count it in your face (Biggest)
[Outro: Meek Mill]
M-M-M
Gang, you know?