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Thought you were my dawg but saw the paper, you a snitch
I just want the maybach feel like rick Ross
Let me hit it quick up in my flip flops
Know I get you

trying to figure out the secret, what the trick about
Hiding highness from my mama was so normal then
I walk around with 40 pens, fuck you whores

at it, hope you not vexed
Yuh 

I guess I'm kinda scared
Wanna make some changes, I'm like Rick Ross eatin' pears
Can't take time for granted, stayin'

surrogation you be reaching
Menopause at an early age
And you got to pause and I got no source
I be feeling like Rick Ross
Without a Rolls Royce
And I know I

really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t

kind of like my only son
I a even give you extra on this last front
You a have em all gone by the end of the month
Just one last lick then we really done

Blunt Ashes

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

2006

down in the ashtray
Will I see my whole life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy? (Did I?)
Anything else you wanna know,

Southern Gangsta

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap shit
He's worth eight figures
So young niggas, boss up
I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss

[Rick

Rick Ross
Blowing loud think it's on Meek Mill
On my grind till I get me a deal
I'm just me nigga fuck how you feel
With my niggas I'm just keeping it

I'm just tryna get paid nigga 
Wanna save it all but can't take it in the grave with ya 
9-5 Got you workin like a slave nigga 
Rick Ross yea I

material things
Told her, everything is not what it seems
Feel like Rick Ross, yea I'm ready to scheme
Like I'm a giant, I want the green
He don't know

I'm drippin' in sauce 
Pull up with the Glock 
I flex that rick ross
Givenchy my arm
Imma go spend sixty bands on a cop
Imma swerve raris bitch I

cost, to be my own boss
Everyday ima hustle like I'm Rick Ross
Living in this life, can't take no L's
I aint finna cop the pack if it don't got no smell

Rick Ross
(Rick Ross, Rick Ross, Rick Ross, Rick Ross!)
Ain't no doubt I'm all in, I'm all in
I'm ballin'
All in (oh)
Ain't no doubt I'm all in, I'm all

walked by, tried to catch my eye
Had him on his tippy toes won't lie
Richgirl put em on a natural high
Now you wanna play it off
And act hard
It is what is

Don't Waste Your Life

Cam

Rebel

2008

we confess Him, resurrects Him
So I know I got life
Matter fact better man I know I got Christ
If you don't see His ways in my days and nights
You can

a chord
My ex just sent me some Charli Dior
I packed some ammo, give me some space
I bought some roses, they stacked in a case
I'm always busy, but life

Rick Ross
Recording my tunes off TikTok
I was loving this shit, no lip lock
I was making these pricks so damn cross
I was that kid they bullied and put

the fame, That shit get boring
High as hell like Rick James, in my Rick Owens
And they wanna see me fail, but I Keep growin' They like, six rich as Hell,

Unify

Slick Rick

Soundtrack to the Streets

1998

same thang  game came when I left em 
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 

But I'm his Royal Slickness  ghetto weakness  come Rick is

the worst
Wanna make it better
We gotta situate a plan how to treat each other
See we need one another
Your my brother so I love you
Like we share the same

got nothing to worry 'bout after life
Bet I'll never trade for 25 to life
This is what I'm all about
I rep' my Lord my Saviour and I still live by

dreaming of a Benz
When you come from where I'm from, all you wanna do is win
And trust is hard to give when there's envy in your friends
I done done so many

your teeth loose
So I can have something to see through
All I wanna do is live my life different than you do
I'll do everything then die from devil's