Rick Ross

Been
Hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it’s a lotReally it’s not to me, now grab some of this weed and roll this potI had to speed up, cause all these niggas slowI probably won’t be up in there if I ain’t got an ONow I got my feet up cause I’m on top and niggas hoping that I stopBut I’m just smoking, living life like in the movies that I watchIn my Jacuzzi roll another doobieSee what’s new what’s on Netflix, order another movieSee I’m smoking the best shitMa’fuckers ain’t balling, so they’re seeing the exitI stay on my job so you can see I’m up nextDawg I be going so hard, some say I’m needing some restGot so much smoke in my lungs, it ain’t supposed to be on my chestAnd niggas talk but don’t even be on them jetsMan they don’t even seeing them checksBut you can tell by how I spit it, nigga I be getting doughTake her all the places that she never been befo’(Don’t give a fuck about the)Money, clothes, carsI’ve never been, this farAnd fuck that other shit that niggas talking ’boutI’ve never been, this highI’m in my Grand Natty, smoking on that granddaddyIt got an odor like a motor running, fantasticSongtexteNever the minor things, I’m moving on to finer thingsYellow stone, diamond rings, Balmain designer jeansChanel frames, Louis scarves, moving like the mobI’m getting money, so maybe baby come get a jobSo fuck them other bitches, we onto other businessAnd fuck them other niggas, we at them dollar figuresVersace chains, gold rollies, it’s same gameRacked up, shawty, Rosé bottles every daySipping that purple stuff, twisting the pretty leafPull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbeliefOn the road to the riches, another crook in the castleOnly fuck with my niggas, pray we all living lavishI pray we all living so lavishI pray we all living so lavish(Don’t give a fuck about the)Money, clothes, carsI’ve never been, this farAnd fuck that other shit that niggas talking ’boutI’ve never been, this high Aus Songtexte Mania