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Artiste : Rick Ross
Titre : Best Of Me
Freeway

How you wanna see me?
Doing bad or living good? (Yeah)
My music global now, I´m tryna make it out the hood

It´s a race to 21, get lucky once you 18 (aye)
Remember fightin´ cases, but now I´m chasin´ the dream (look)
No, they ain´t wanna believe me, I made them haters believe (come on)
I´m color coordinated cause everything I see green (yah)
Man on a mission, he won´t stop ´till he recieve
Keep my foot all on they necks, it´s gon´ be hard for them to breathe (yah)
You only live once, no you can´t do it twice (no)
It´s like a deck of cards, you better play it right
Gamblin´ with your life a dirty game, still wasting dice
Made it through the rain, it´s a struggle, had to sacrifice
I took so many L´s movin´ wrong when I thought wrong was right

Grippin´ on this pole, I be thuggin´, gotta hold it tight
Money on my mind, I see paper, not a hoe in sight
But you wouldn´t understand cause you ain´t sleepin´ on that floor tonight
It´s like they waitin´ for be to flop but I got ambition
I got my eyes up on the prize, it ain´t no competition
If you ain´t never switch up on me, you woulda been here with me (for real)
And I can give you niggas game, but only if you listen (c´mon)
I been saucin´ on you niggas, now they want the recipe
I can show you how I´m steppin´, you can´t get the best of me
I flow like a butterfly, sting like bumblebee

My confidence so high, boy I kill ´em humbly
I´m just tryna motivate the youngins
These niggas out just killing ??? no they can´t take it from me
I´ma stand on all tens, tell them boys to run it (come on)
And whoever at the top, just know that I´m coming

Maybach Music

Headshot another opp, he turnin´ in his grave
Hunnid shots on the block, I set this shit ablaze
Fed charges, duckin´ cops, man this shit amaze
Talk down on the block, throwing every gang
Praying for my downfall, them niggas envy fame (huh)
You kill mine, I kill yours, that way we feel the same

No bond murder charge, boy them people came
Still wet everything, leave ´em in the rain
Big diamonds
When you see me say "Big timin´" (woo)
Black bottles for the boys and this rear shinin´
??? suits and these pussy boys killin´ who
Are you really sure this the one to get into?
Niggas smiling with a mouth full of gold teeth
I don´t fuck your plan, tell him that he won´t eat
Therefore, I´m stickin´ to the plan, getting to the riches
The lord is my witness and I´m still the biggest

Maybach Music