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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

No Drake and Rick Ross
I'm lemon pepper Lou
I float out the bubble
Right after you blew high
Holup wait a minute
Just thought about Cyhi
Been a lil

like Repo My ego big as Debo

Bitch, I'm the one like Ne-Yo, make nothin
Bitch, turnin' into somethin' Rick Ross everyday, I'm hustlin
Me and the plug

off, tryna get my pocket like Rick Ross
Heavy on the sides and we lift off, I'm a big dog
I'm getting miss calls, but I miss y'all like damn (Damn, damn)

getting me ticked off don't let have my dawgs sick yall
You small body but ya head getting bigger like rick ross
I will blitz y'all randy moss picked off so

one call niggas come get y'all
Niggas big boss, feel like a big dawg

Free Larry Hoover nigga like Rick Ross
No I ain't Jesus, nigga, can't get crossed

me feeling like Rick Ross
Niggas think they getting big but getting lost in the sauce

Yeah
Easy
For real

Yeah man
These niggas better know it's real

throwing your shade
Sis, it’s your loss
No validation
(Feeling so sauced)
No competition
(Bitches be tossed)
Drums make you flat
On some Rick Ross
Wings stop

and i do not talk a lot now 
What it cost what it cost to be the boss huh
Rick Ross on my neck triple cross yea
Drop top and I flip it in reverse huh

a legend & my neighbor Rick Ross

Southern Dirt made it clean all dat slander it was false 



Hook



Verse 2

You a polymath niggas didn’t know dat u could

the town
But I gotta dip wit the sause
Come back wit da chicken like Rick Ross 
Ooo
Ooo Loss nah I'm on winning street
Whip don't look real
Something outta

[duh]
Ran to a [uh] Dead End cant ova a brick wall [yuh]
Maybach music givin me wings I put onnat Rick Ross [huh]

[Huh, huh, huh, huh] Fantastic Four

a pocket fulla stones was no future in ur frontin
Influenced by that Rick Ross everyday I'm hustling 
You can hear it in my stomach its soul food that goodie

Either way son you're gunna get run
Your face is my wristwatch
Your girl watch my tiktoks
I'm big boss
You kick rocks
I'm Rick Ross
You Rick Rocked
Get

ain’t got drive like a pit stop
I flip a bag, I don’t flip flop
Double my Ms like Rick Ross
Shameless, Rick Fox
They ain’t do nothing but they always big

(Droppa!)
Pick the phone up
Call that boy up
Like how you doin ma'am
Can I speak to Kam
Big boy
Rick Ross lookin ass nigga
He not my man
But he can be my

I feel blessed
I'll break rules like Rick Ross be saying
Spit fire like flame tools, then burn it all
Money and fame
Uh, don't define me
Ain't

to finesse on me but keep i breaking them down 
Make em feel sober but high and tipped over and make sure they drop to the ground 
Bitch I'm Rick Ross i'm

hacks
You will never really get you money back
Imma young boss like I am Rick Ross
I know how it feel I done took a loss
I made decisions nigga wasn't

the gutter

Baby you know I'm boss
Want me a crib like rick ross
Sippin henny sippin voss
I'm protected by the cross
But i still got me some sticks
Incase a op

minds get lost
And my couch ate my change Rick Ross
Sitting on my ass all day man I need to floss
Flex up maybe boss but
Why the sauce up on my chicken

got lost
Living rich like I'm Rick Ross
Shoutout to the bros who never fell off
Yea that's my gang ain't no way we gone stop
We gone keep climbing till

dem

Mi a the demon yah know
Mi just call fi me legion yah know
Bust out dem head middle day
Mi nah leave none yah know
Rick Ross all evil yah know
Born

a cost
I'ma boss  just like Rick Ross They like my music, my shit raw
If we catch you on that spot, we lettin' 50 out the car
Sip Cough Syrup but got no