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back like Rick Ross
That's how i feel everyday
I can't stop i won't stop
Like Diddy back in 96
I'm giving more life to Hip-Hop
I will make sure to keep

up man when im gone grow up? 
I'm swallowed by them shadows 
When im drinking on them bottles Inside im feeling hollow
And my mind is losing focus back

psychological warfare I'm like a psychic
In your mind, deterred by the thought I think you might die quick
Shaking in your boots that earthquake is seismic

have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh

of shit, I'm rapping in a song
I gotta a lot fans, not including ya mom
I'm in tip top condition, I can't be wrong
I'm feeling myself like I'm Rick Ross
I'm

strong
Snoop Dogg i'm a real dawg
Rick Ross how i drip off
Timbo Finna, Booliaga, let's lean and have a sip-off
Boy i'm high like Neil
Armstrong i'm ill

my fuckin' blessings
Roll my pain away
Until they roll me on the stretcher
I'm a big boss Get the money like I'm Rick Ross
If they talkin' shit about

Snappin like Thanos
Attaching these stones
My powers in each flow
Lucio bumping and
Moving that payload
A boss
Super iconic I feel like Rick Ross
Painting

in silence, moving in stealth
1, 2, 3
Look at me
Shit too easy
Niggas greasy
That's why I keep to myself
That shit is good for your mind, for your

Raw
I’m a big boss like rick ross
You ain’t talkin money nigga get lost
Beils of exotic in a zip lock
Fuckin on these hoes in my flip flops
Trap
Big

All I Have in This World

Mannie Fresh

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

OK, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)
The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh huh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)
He Back (I see ya, nigga)
I'm back (I smell that

a ballad big shouts out to Rick Ross
Imma make sure I go off, turn up and shake the fakes off
Imma be my own boss, not fired on my day off
Just wait till

in the darkest hour
Killing big dawgs like Eddie Howe
Me I’m Rick Ross
And I will devour
Anybody wanna be a problem
In the night time I know how

Never get caught  
If I see it then I like it then it's bought 
Big money, pockets fat, Rick Ross 
Lil God bitch I'm never gon fall  
100 racks when I

gra gra)
Prolly make a milly (gimme the guala)
Then i milli rock on every block
Get rick ross in milli shorts
Got flip flops and diddy bop
Its okay its

likes to get spit on
And my pockets be fatter than Rick Ross
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Now he tryna

why we in trouble 
Maybe that's why we...
Never leave...
Never leave 
Always stay 
Praying and wishing just for a good day 
Stray away 
Straight away

the dreams of summer
Swelled thoughts ponder platforms on patios of furniture
While on the inside it's outside
Innocent third eyes styled by our minds
Why

a deuce up in a Fanta I don’t think I ever cough,
1200 for a zip or that raw of that cough,
280 pounds no Rick Ross but I’m a boss,
So what it do, I done

niggas
Whatever the cost
Even if my life is lost
Slowin' it down
Homie, drink frost
Low to the ground
He a big boss
Look at the sound
I am Rick Ross
Nasty

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

rejoice
Just by my sound she moving to my voice
I walk around like a boss, Rick Ross
I don't wait on no bitch, it's yo loss
I get whatever I want, fuck

church
Down here we are, here
What
At the cellar of the church
We're in the cellar of the church, Ross
Yeah man
And now no one can stop me

I can stop you,

ain't tryna come up off the struggle
Faith in the hustle Rick Ross pushing it on the double
Phone dry up I'm out chea wit the post up
And I wouldn't