Rick Ross - Rich Is Gangsta Lyrics
[Verse 1]I just upped my stock, ***** them copsIf you love hip-hop bust them shotsYour man is priceless, if your man is loyalBetter give that man a raise your end up paying for itIf you cut it, call it Jam Master JayNo Adidas but I rock a brick a dayTalk about the jewels outta reachPlease, so I came back with a bigger pieceNigga please, so I came back with a bigger pieceYou still smokin' weed on your car chaseI'm pullin' off the car lot screamin' God's graceBefore the crib you gotta clear the guard's gateElevators like Frank's on ScarfaceNew Presidential had that [?]Like a G, I gave the Cartier to WaleThen I gave Meek Mill a Range RoverTold Warner Brothers that the game's over[Interlude]For me moving forward from here on I need 50I ain't talking 50 cent neither, haha[Verse 2: Rick Ross]I came back a rich niggaYoung mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitterThey want me face down on the pavementGang members claiming I need to make a paymentIt's hard for a young black executiveCan't you see we're all *****ing relativesRelatively easy we can go to war***** it, we can go to warChasing me a hundred million, inshallahFresh up out the Feds, welcome home JabarI watch him pray five times a daySame one that use [?]AK's in his heydayBenz coupe, wood frames, low fadeGot the cubans, got the boats, got the ZOESWorth much more than goldSo what's your goals? All my shit went goldI remember smoking mid gradeTill I went and got my shit straightI'm spittin' like it's a *****ing mixtapeTill they seen a ghost with [?]Sitting in the trap blowing thick smokeTraffic in my [?]Feds tore apart the squadThat's why I had to play the partThat wasn't me, that was a jobIt gets deeper, that was just a startScreaming in my sleep, I know Lord hear meDeath to you *****boys, on my 4th Bentley[Outro]Gangsta, rich is gangstaThis is gangstaYeah, rich is gangstaYou know where we came fromLook where we at
