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to work
I work it out
Not earning my salvation
My salvation is the reason
I'm Rick Ross pushing it
Unh
No limits
Flying in the sky
Like an eagle
No pigeons

a couple vices
Sliding off the swerve so them niggas Took my licence
But they couldn't take my drive
Thank God that I'm alive
I was dead inside gave

Ay, ay Buckshot, look at them run
Ha, look at them run up the bloodclaat block

Class in session, y'all late an' shit
Buckshot, KRS is some amazin'

knock it off
Weed pills dope and soft
Bitches know that I'm the shit
I ain't gotta floss
I'm a motherfucking boss word to rick ross
Twenty four karats wit

Then disappear for a couple days cause I got shit ta handle
This isn't Rick Ross this is Tony Soprano
A real Boss, and I'm making real moves
And she

bowser you a Koopa I'm Big boss
7pc lemon hot like my name Rick Ross
Yes Super J I'm viral like a Tik-tok
Casio watch man I love the way it Tick tock
And I

the feild you get picked off
Diamonds the cold like the Winter December
Uh, These niggas they schemin like Rick Ross
12 kick the door put the work in

a vegan
He don't want no beef
Pull down on your block, it's a street sweep
Late night drive-by, you don't get no sleep
New face on the block, nigga who is

throw money in the grave rick ross - bars! 

It's friday night say goodbye to the sun
Got that feelin' got that feelin'
Tonight we're on a mad one
Just

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

I lapped a least a couple of yo favorite
Crafted with the hand of God
Ain't no mistakes here
Got me mistaken with ones you fear
My only fright come

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

Bitches takin' lines, yellin' uh

Like they Rick Ross Had to manifest this life
So I abide by the law Every day you gotta pay the cost
Bound shall never

dro by the ocean
Big loud big drip walking rick ricks
Bitch i got the quick fix
Couple thousand invested made a quick lick

Basically, I will have no

on boy

Racks 4 kid he getting big
Gotta couple ratchets ready tool kit
Auto smoking that’s a deadly cig 
Had to feed the fam so we shot at fucking pigs

[Verse 12: Rick Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the fame
The boss made it, yeah we floss

kick rocks
Hoping that one day my Grammy shining like some lip gloss
Never stop hustlin yeah I'm feeling like im Rick ross
Whole lotta pressure
Got

shopping but your credit card declined
Keep em jumping like Kriss Kross
They know I’m a big boss
My pockets hella fat just like the old version of Rick Ross

on
These Niggas know im still the same
By the sound of the tone
Thèse dirty bitches thing i made it with a couple of stones
Killing niggas Nevers got em

off
No lights I still shine
Get mine I’ma get mine
I got it up in no time flies when you love doing your day job
AP no G shock we rock
Rick Ross big

slipping switching lanes
And TMZ update em
I’m Somethin like Rick Ross not
A flashy ass rap toy
Even in the streets I keep a low profile boy
Po inverted, bit

the people
Let's tell it how it is
We were all created equal
We go way back
Way before way back
Before iverson braids gunn lay back
Before rick ross roll in

offed
I'm just waiting, know for now I like shit talk
I been around, I'm the big boss
Draco got titties that's rounder than Rick Ross
No criss cross, if

Why they talk to me, leave em' mute
Kick that bitch out, yeah you know she got the fuckin' boot
Feelin' like a boss, Rick Ross, fuck the cost
Feelin'