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Lowry
And by struggles, I mean mentally
Physically losing energy
My phone was there chilling all day in bed with me
We off that cause it will go how it is

nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so

bout no Rick Ross
Surrounded by sicarios
Always ready with them clips on
Straight like that
We ain't cool we ain't friends
We ain't family never been

flicked off
I'm a head cause that's what bread does
I be gettin money like Rick Ross
No drug money I'm legit dawg
But my boys will still get it off
Beez in

Trap Money

Flame

The 6th

2012

trapping
Oscar winner keep acting
Like you don't hear the LORD calling one day He's gon' reek havoc
Ask the real Rick Ross
All that money can get lost

Know How Sick Wit The Flow I Go Stroll Down The Yellow Brick Road With a toad rolling slow slowly rolling a goldy oldy like Em Dre Delivering Green To Me

Know How Sick Wit The Flow I Go Stroll Down The Yellow Brick Road With a toad rolling slow slowly rolling a goldy oldy like Em Dre Delivering Green To Me

Hold up 
Hold up 
Pump the brakes timeout  
Let me show you how I do things 
I'll Stick this size 9 so far up ya ass 
That You gone be spitting out shoe

and rick ross
Yea
I spent some racks on a bitch i dont care what that shit costs
Drip when I walk yeah you know this shit big sauce
She dont play ball but

start to see the pattern
Ima big boss split my paper with my big dogs
Rocking flawless diamonds pocket fatter than rick Ross
Talking bout that nigga

role
Y'all boring as fuck need to add some sauce
Need my pockets thick Rick Ross
You still walking in Supreme
I just copped some Ksubis see why they

coming like mane
That's my lil' spider on my dad's grave
I never had nobody hold me down, that shit was light though
And if you ever felt you did, just

I can show u how to stunt
Top down in the wraith with the women on front
I can show u how to stunt
Big bags coming in and I'm smoking on a blunt
I

fuckin' with my mental, so it's hard for me to choose and keep
Another girl, bae I thought you was my world
But you didn't hold it down like you had told me

getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out my shoulder buss like I'm

Hustle hard like Rick Ross these niggas can't hold me back
Grease buildup on my stacks, told my bitch hold these racks
Cause we gon ball out til we fall

Somethin' told me, yeah
Woah woah woah woah
Somethin' told me that you would change on me, one day (one day)
My name ain't Rick Ross, but all my niggas keep

damned feet

DJ Blue mixed tapes and Lord Finesse
Raised on bass and on a worn slick deck
Learned my slang right down the block
From where Rick Ross

Big dawg I just lost a dub 
But that shit small
Big boss push it to the limit 
I’m like Rick Ross
Niggas soft rappers living backwards 
Call em criss

Hit that hoe yelling out 4 like it's golf
Ya bag looking slim my pockets Rick Ross
Go with ya move and I'm knocking em off
It's easy to drop when love

Mr. Jones

Elvin Jones

Live at the Village Vanguard

1968

to that Boss
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha ha)

Do No Wrong

T.I.

Do No Wrong

2017

ratio
All I want is fellatio (That's head)
Hoe sit down, masio
Top 5 and I'm not dead
Drop head in this drop head
I ain't pimping, bih excuse me

the shit aint gone get me high
Smokin on these blunts jus to get me by
Im wit the homies
Smokin that la di da
Green an purple buds in the blunt
Like Mardi

Trilla Intro

Rick Ross

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

The hole Lynch Mob
(Shout out to Rick Ross) because I (Run This)
I was a trill nigga, bitch when I wasn't rich
Shout out to Brown Lee, slangin' in H-Town