Search results for 'where my money i need that by rick ross' Page #635

I gotta dolla and dream
And all my niggaz chasing cream 
Imma real nigga born a real king 
I gotta dolla and a dream
They say that money ain't

money
Big pockets, real money
I need free money
I like free money
Lotta bands for my hands
Lotta bands, fuck a friend
Had to cut 'em off
Fuck a friend
Had

along the way
Shoutout to all of the hustlers that be at it everyday
Shit I gotta kick my shoutouts
Legit niggaz need a shoutout
Legit bitches need

I'm jaded and faded
By the fact that I made it
Gave me the game and I played it
Made me a name and you hate it
They say I'm insane cuz I'm crazy

Turn that shit off
Turn that
I got some shit on my chest
I need to get off
These niggas trying they best
To make a spin off
I got it nigga facts
And man

Bronx tale
I was raised by my fuckin' uncles
Eight years old shooting dice
I made my first hunnid'
I can tell you niggas broke
Thats your first money
That

of misquoted
I only speak facts hear the words that I spoken
I need the money coming but for now I’ll ignore it
Give mama these hundreds when I can afford it
All

eyes
Haters better recognize
That Nitty got this playa

Chorus:

Well honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see you kissin my hands)

base
I made it
Amazing grace
We hustle and motivate

What do you want
Is it the money
Or is it the love
Taking no lost
Back to my sanity
Backing my work

I don't need your money, but that shit sound good so you can gone and give it to me
I don't like no bummy nigga, but I get it on my own, so I know

light, where we gon go
Make a left down that mother fucking road
EZ Pass take the picture, aint no mother fucking toll
In my city we move fast, everybody

Had to get it by my lonely
Fake niggas come around tryna be homie
I've been getting cheese, fuck all the bolagna
Married too the money, holy

I know my memory ain't that good I've been in A  couple of motorcycle accidents
Hit by an eighteen wheeler
Died you know I am bragging I'm just

protection
I'm in love with the money it turn to a fetish
Get that pack beat it up like i'm Anthony Perez
Ima just light 'em up like a relampago
All of my

hands, place an order I can cater, uh
I got the diamonds in my teeth flow
Memphis is the reason that my rhyming and my speech slow
Peep though, I only

hands, place an order I can cater, uh
I got the diamonds in my teeth flow
Memphis is the reason that my rhyming and my speech slow
Peep though, I only

soon
I'm not from the earth I come from the moon
All about peace, I got way too... right Now
If you got envy I'm out, step by step I count my blessings
I

to serve a lifetime wit my niggaz
Idiotic fools can't figure
The way I display or should I say more than that
Its crucial when I name how many niggaz got

Free Spirit

Rick Ross

Care Package

2019

white Range, I'm taking off when that light change
I'm Drizzy Drake to my old bitches, Voodoo child to my new hoes
I miss this and I want it back, so

(yeah)
I was the first one hittin' that shit
She was the first one suckin' my dick
She hit the stores in the G-Wagen (yeah)
She tryna hop

that semi
Keep that tucked
Walk in this bitch with a whole lot of money
On me and the blick on my side
I might die tonight
I picked the disguise, got

Can't go back to the bottom, gotta keep moving up
Tell them all I'm on my way, get out my way, ain't giving up
Gotta ball by any means, you know what

the plotting guys you better quit watching mine
Cause I don't need a visit from homicide
I'm stressing already these niggas acting petty
The devil on my shoulder

need return on my investment
That was my goal until I ran into Alexis
She been on my mind for weeks
She a eight or nine no a dime at least
She my scape