Rick Ross911

God forgives... I don't In other words, retaliation is a must! [Hook:] I bow my head, I pray to God Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord! If I die today, on the highway to heaven Can I let the top down in my 911? Financial fanatic, 400 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, ? Automatic You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money Secret indictments, sport cars with 200 Fuck all these broke niggas Cause all I do is ball Went and bought a big and tall Niggas still scheming, we sliding on the mall! I remember picking watermelons Now the Porsche cost me a quarter million! If I die tonight I know I'm coming back nigga Reincarnated: big black fat nigga! [Hook:] Financial fanatic, 400 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, ? Automatic You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money Secret indictments, sport cars with 200 Fuck your investigation, started my elevation Cherry red 911 straight to my destination Mayweather got a fight Make me some reservations Now it's stocks and bonds They know a nigga's name, they know a nigga's strong Fuck wit me! Fuck your insinuation ? Got me some scheming bitches Hustle, that's? Hating, that switch the topic Jump in my 911 2 bricks in my compartment! She let me smell her pussy! I know you smelling money! She smell the gunpowder 911: 100 miles and running [Hook:]
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