[John Legend] Oh, glidin´ through the city to my place (My place)
It feels like we´re floatin´ up in outer space (And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music) Oh, ah, Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross] Flows mind-blowing, these niggas switching the topic All dick-riders, your label labeled erotic You got a couple dollars, but really, it´s barely modest Couldn´t sign me if you niggas was payin´ homage Playin´ both sides, convicted you with verdict Pay a lil´ rider, come hit you up for the murder Chains all hollow, I peeped soon as I heard it These niggas be talkin´ shooter, but quick to send they attorney
Is it really real, like Candy Lady allure? Money overboard, kilos washin´ ashore Paintings on the wall, Versace down to the drawers Currency come in Crypto, you know they tapin´ our calls Chariots and lofts, niggas legs crossed Talkin´ long money, but they conversation´s short New accolades with women for me to toss They call it "the road to riches", regardless, I had to walk Now it´s too many cars, they say I live in a bubble But I make it the point, we poppin´ all through the Summer Got pilots and gunners, receivers, passers and punters My pockets playin´ for keeps, G´s get more than what´s common
I made a few mistakes, I pray I get to repent The passion came from the pain, I´m paintin´ you all my sins Warhol, Art Basel how it´s so soft More raw ´til Hov cut the ´fro off
[John Legend] Glidin´ through the city to my place (My place) It feels like we´re floatin´ up in outer space (And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music) Oh, ah, Maybach Music
[Lil Wayne] Let´s go for a ride to where your heart desire I put your heart in drive, I´ll let you borrow mine
My feet on top the clouds, I walk a thousand miles She got them soft pussy lips, call it cotton mouth And I´m on autopilot, got a larger closet I´m at target practice, you at Target shoppin´ Second hand smoke got her vision partly cloudy Her eyes get so watery, them bitches started drownin´ On the ride of a lifetime Watch out for the rats, mice, cons and the pythons No Triple H, my God, I´m so sky high Comin´ down from the night sky, like a lightening rod Shine like some ice, nice vibes, like a kite flyin´ No strings attached, we replace it with a lifeline
Out of body feelin´, out our clothes and our right minds Baby, ride me like a bumpy road to the high rise, yeah, yeah
[John Legend] Glidin´ through the city to my place (My place) It feels like we´re floatin´ up in outer space (And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music) Oh, ah, Maybach Music Glidin´ through the city to my place (My place) It feels like we´re floatin´ up in outer space (And you can still) Oh, Maybach Music