Rick Ross - I Swear To God Lyrics
[Intro]Watch the real niggas celebrateAll the real niggas selling weightWatch the real niggas celebrate[Hook]I swear to God, that's on my kidsEvery day that I'm alive, I gotta liveFor every gangster ever died or did a bidWhere I'm from, when niggas ride, they killin' quickFlipping bricks, counting money -- so repetitiousHighly decorated gangster, so keep a distanceSwear to God, that's on my kids, better mind your businessFive grand'll get you killed, what's a life sentence?Life sentence, huh![Verse 1]I'm paranoid cause I'm in the PorscheIn the projects, sitting on a brick of boyI swear to God, this dick could change your lifeSo grab your bags, it's time to catch a flightI levitate on all these ***** niggasI never hate on all these ***** niggasMy tax bracket on some other shitI could put you on that mothership[Hook][Verse 2]Start winning, niggas wanna whisper in the darkSpray the driver's side window when the Lincoln parkI think these niggas out here reading lipsSalty, we the only niggas eating chipsGotta separate from all these ***** niggasYou could never hesitate and you's a *****, niggaWe started off dead brokeNow I got forty million in a *****ing yokeI got four million in my boatAll jokes aside, a few million in my hoDouble M, know the G's, niggaOr Colombians, sipping mojitos with leaves, nigga[Hook][Verse 3]Rose-gold Jesus, rose-gold watchAll-black Ghost, all-black GlockThree new flows, that's off topAll white squares, the city on lockI swear to God, I need a hundred m's'Til the day I die, I plan to representHold your heads high, we had a nice runLet the bankers know we have just begunI broke the mold; my total assetsWill get you *****s left in the past tenseI broke the mold in every aspectI'll get you *****s left in the past tense[Hook]
