Lyrics:
the club like
[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad
Somebody tell Rick Ross I'm the boss
I'm King Saul and even though Samuel says I'm lost
He don't know what it cost to be out on the battlefield
Making
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P
The love of my dreams
The love that I want
Loneliness knows me by name (oh)
Less is more and that would be the vacant space
The cried out tears
And three young girls who cried
The West coast is falling,
I see rocks in the sky.
The preacher took his bible
And laid it on the stool.
He said: with
pursue
And I was taken, I was taken by that cursed crew.
My father cried, "Oh, my darling son"
My wife she wept and said, "I'm undone"
My mother tore her
I've never 'ad no luck
But she's the only mum I'll ever know
She's the only mum I'll ever know
So if, like me, you lost your mum
A dozen years ago
Your
Searchin through my thoughts
Imma pay the cost
Talkin like a boss
I need a maybach like rick Ross
I duck from da narcs
You tell me to stop
I be hittin blocks
And three young girls who cried
The West coast is falling,
I see rocks in the sky.
The preacher took his bible
And laid it on the stool.
He said: with
She know I'm a boss let me put it on You
I don't got to gloss she follow Everything I do
Like Diana Ross heaven sent times Two
She a bad bitch with
Not gay I had on socks
I'm your favorite edgy meme page until
I fall of like Rick Ross
I do not fight but my niggas will knock
You out like Cosby before
I remember the Night
That sight's still inside
On old men's streets
Ghosts of never beens
Voices of the Violin
Cried for many Nights
Flames
SAIL
Packing up all the rabbas
No stop
Till infinite
I go reign
All my haters go dey vex
When I pull up on a range
Lamborghini mad Benz
Rick Ross
feel just like the frost
And I'm never gon stop grinding, till my pockets like Rick Ross
And I'm never gon stop rapping, till NoCap get on my verse
Amiri
light, I won't lie
I got no nines
I got no knives
But I know, how to show I'm
Pissed off, opposite of Rick Ross
Skinny boy, trynna get paired wit' a big
Why know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto"
But I'mma let one
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
I'm the shit and I'm gone piss them off
Riding with the scammers, always hustling, yeah i call them Rick and Ross
Feeling like I'm Elon Musk, ain't
'm talking about Rick Ross
Yeah, you can't stop me, I'm a big boss
All I do is think about the times that we had together
Baby, yeah, I think about the past
gonna shut me down
If I had one drop of water
For each and every tear I have cried
I'd sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow
True, true love never
hustle like Rick Ross to be on top
and i’m a make sure i get there with love or not
cause I am Deranged the Insane
I’m crazy in the brain
haters hate I
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
When I left old Kentucky
Linda kissed me and she cried
I told her that I would not wander
I'd be back by and by
I'm going back to old Kentucky
to clown me clown me
Now I
Hustle everyday like Rick Ross
Fat nigga so I'm dripping big sauce
Nutted all on her mouth look like lip gloss
Pussy boy if you
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