Lyrics:
Get it with my flow
You dude be writing y'all don't go
Harder than me off the dome
Tell em about your life
Tell em how you came up
I came up in zone
ankles
And if that ain't enough, I call Henchman's to lynch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest bless you
But in the after life, I'ma still touch
Play with the keys like I'm dealing sauce
(keys) smoking on cookie I'm coughing
You think it's a body, got bricks in a coffin
Heroin black look like
patient
Bank need a doctor that's a patient cause I break it
Balling like I'm Kobe they ain't think that I could make it
R.I.P. to Kobe you taught me to be
play for keeps in the city that I come from
Niggas talk shit from out of town, but they don't want none
If you think you want some, then go ahead
your dad
Burnt ya mama crib, I know that hurt you bad
Minstrel shows, from gold to shackles and back to gold
We act like we home, matter fact, we are
you's number 7-24 and
I've been pouring through the corpus
I'm absorbed and frankly floored by your contempt of court
Let's just back up here
How can you
thing
Wyclef told me call 911
But who do you call when the ambulances don't come
Or watch as the ones sworn by law protect us
Wrongfully convict us
trippin then it must be you I'm talkin bout.
And if it ain't you ... don't trip
[Brother Lynch]
Drop niggas like bad habits that's the truth
Mutha fuckas
that's the best thing goin' for me
You can't lynch Marshawn if Tom
Brady throwin' to me
I made a million mistakes
But I'm successful in spite of 'em
I
a while since I been in Ross
I don't want that girl cause I heard that she a big toss
And I'm always winning but I heard you took a big loss
R-R-Run it
us on our worse day call off
(Sheesh Sheesh)
I just might go call my choppa baby like it's Sada
(Sada)
But you ain't goin smile when you hear dat goo
Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad
'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I'm hyper, by the time you
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
good and bad
In us and that, you know
You have to stop yourself
You have to stop yourself
You know and ultimately
Create a balance and think about others
Eighty thousand cash in the Bentley truck (damn)
Pulled me over, think I got a brick
In my hood they tell me I'm the shit
You'll probably find me in
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
the flows I can
erase, I think I made neat goggles all my bottles sparkle
I'm the only one she obey cus it's only one Rick Ross
[Chorus:]
Woke up this
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
And I passed beside the mission house
Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and flapped about life after you're dead
Well, I thought about
And I passed beside the mission house
Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and flapped about life after you're dead
Well, I thought about
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
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