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switched off
Got a vision, got a plan, gotta build blocks
No zeds, no bars, no big box
Tryna meek a milly double m’s that’s Rick Ross
Gyal sing along to my

'll show you the sauce
Got One Life Only, so now I'm a boss
Like Rick Ross and the freeway
Best know that I'll go the cash way
She never gave the time of day

had to take May off
I been going through mayday and liftoff
Bad attitude but her lips soft
I feel like Denzel Curry meeting Rick Ross
Young crazy nigga

near by, like a drive by
Close em windows, just stay in doors
I lead like pencils
In the middle of the track its too late for the intro
Don't fuck with

get the track list
Wax on wax off I pay what cost don't drip in Rick still rich like Ross
Please hold my spliff while I spit my bar
Please pardon my

a clue
I boss up the next shout out Rick Ross
She claim that she Prego how I'm servin the sauce
Got my mind on my diamonds I'm goin Lil Uzi
My name in her

Hit the freeway like I'm Rick Ross in it, okay
Hey nice car, put some quick shots in it, okay
Hit it from the back, I ain't gonna front with you
If you

level something you can't reach but they ain't listening
I'm working hard going off bitch I'm getting it
Getting to the chicken like Rick Ross

corny
I'm a scammer like Loughlin Lori
Feds taking pics I'm posing
I'm dozing off
I'm feeling. off
I'm taking off
I'm running this bitch I feel Rick Ross

discovered Nips on the track
2 weeks later I heard Nipsey was dead
He got shot by someone he knew from a sect
He got shot with bullets to the heard
I can count

(Don’t make me do it man, don’t make me do it)
 
Please don’t get it twisted 
 
Yeah I’m talking Rick Ross 
Better tell me what it cost 
For they go

you I was back
I ain't Rick Ross but I keep a big stash
I ain't Santa Clause but I keep a big bag
I don't fuck with Apple but I keep a big mac

Who am I

on the grip
Call me Rick Ross smokin on the good
Posted in the hood n i wish a nigga would
SK on the seat filt to the tip
Phantom ridin to da beach with a grill

the cross like I hit you with Hot Sauce moves
 
So Rick Ross & Hugo 
 
Won’t show you The One Boss dude
 
Drop bombs like flex made a Vietnam move
 
So far

I Get It Now

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

screws
Jack move
Yes I've become a big boss
But I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining
Perfect timing

a matinee at noon and we finna get groovy
Acrobat claws out ready to attack
Spaz out jaws drop deadly force slap
Watch out Rick Ross really don't like that

Timeless time piece, it don't tik tok
In your hood sipping tea, yeah nigga I'm a boss
Bulletproof Maybachs, I feel like Rick Ross
Bitch want a bag but she

status
You more like a secretary

I'm like Rick Ross, fat nigga, all about the thighs
You niggas takes loses, y'all niggas ain't livin right
My niggas all

can never have this recipe
Feelin' like Rick Ross, how I'm in this Mulsanne
Wrist with the tick tock, and I put it on bling
Life like a criss cross,

should
Never run from the facts
I learned that from my days
Lost in the
Train tracks
Backpack full of paint
Now the pain goes away
As soon as I spray
Trife

trying to hold me back, rick ross voice
Well my niggas bout gunplay, rick ross boy
I sing on tracks but don't play me like I'm soft boy
Cause this ain't

could never be the same cloth
Banking on a Roth
Messing with a big boss
Hustle Rick Ross
Got my hand and my upper hand keep it moving tick tock
When I

Why can't you just go stick to your job
That Maybach, feel like Rick, feel like Ross
At the draft, first round pick, Randy Moss
I call up, "Where you

stack it up to my waist
House by the bank
Hundred a week for the dank 
Taking track Anne Frank
Markin’ all the days I been fucked over
Paid by the day now