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[Hook:] Here we are, the world is ours [Rick Ross:] I'm feelin myself, hope you feelin me too God forgives and I don't, unforgettable dude I'm ballin my nigga, and that's word to your mama I want you to ride, definition of honor Honor that brother but murder these hoes Always pay your taxes, never pay these hoes Always making moves, I didn't make the rules I'm just making ends meet with this plate of food Went from spaghetti-O's to a new set of Vogues Back to square one, we still selling those My Tribe Called Quest, shit was nice dogg Gucci was Q-Tip, I was Phife dog On the world tours with all the wrong whores Had the right ideas, all the wrong stores Timing is everything, rhyming is everything Geechi Liberacce, put diamonds in everything [Pharrell:] They say skateboard, you racist, you only hang with white Cubans Nonsense, that's the necklace nigga, the light's moving This is jewelry, this shit is foolery Frozen water on my neck nigga, who cool as me? Letras de cancionesUp in mansions like the black Kurt Cobain My nigga Ross said he's the boss cause he works cocaine Under no certain circumstances And your feelings, yeah they villains but I'm chillin My niggas be stealin and killin and thrillin for the birds I'm on my iPhone, bitches put their naked pictures on my iPad Remember I used to want a Pasha and eat some lobster Says the little boy who loves to shoot, who had the ashy feet Where the upper-classes meet, that's just me I smash the beat... [Hook] [Meek Mill:] Dedication to motivation Gave 'em motives to hate me Old homies betrayed me, running around saying they made me But when I had a quarter, they had, four and the baby It was a whole different story, but fuck them niggas is shady Now I'm self-made, self-paid, and I give myself a raise Whole circle shining nigga, never had no selfish ways Never had nobody tell me "go and get a tummy shake" Had to learn on my own Ask my Mama I was gone Puffin purple getting stoned Trying to take the pain away Now it's Rolls Royces Umbrellas for a rainy day Old heads told me "young fella, this ain't a game to play! " Had to take the chance, told the dealer, "deal my hand" And now that nigga's getting murdered Shit is getting scary I put mirror tint all in the ghost I'm screaming Bloody Mary! Nigga, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Let 'em cross the line of scrimmage, they get fucking buried They had me cutting through that field just like a rushing Barry Slammers play with hammers, had them birds but we don't fuck with Larry I was just trying to ball, ducking D's and grinding raw But now I pull up in that thing, them niggas gonna need some Tylenol I'm gone! [Hook] [Stalley:] I'm staring at my notepad like goodbye to my broke past Words full of money, use dollar signs as my periods, I'm gettin money... Period! They said I got a old soul and I'm rich nigga spirited So one time for the old-timers and two for the new school Three for my geechie niggas with big rollies in that new coup Blowing on loud, sippin on that dirty juice With a trade duece livin life like they ain't made loot Cause what's here today could be gone tomorrow so I'm a get it myself I ain't known to ball, make sure my kids is straight in case I'm gone tomorrow Big chain with a bigger charm, leave with a bad chick under my arm Diamonds on everything, even my posse From Letras Mania