Rick Ross
Rick Ross - I Swear To God lyrics
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[Intro] Watch the real niggas celebrate All the real niggas selling weight Watch the real niggas celebrate [Hook] I swear to God, that's on my kids Every day that I'm alive, I gotta live For every gangster ever died or did a bid Where I'm from, when niggas ride, they killin' quick Flipping bricks, counting money -- so repetitious Highly decorated gangster, so keep a distance Swear to God, that's on my kids, better mind your business Five grand'll get you killed, what's a life sentence? Life sentence, huh! [Verse 1] I'm paranoid cause I'm in the Porsche In the projects, sitting on a brick of boy I swear to God, this dick could change your life So grab your bags, it's time to catch a flight I levitate on all these pussy niggas I never hate on all these pussy niggas My tax bracket on some other shit I could put you on that mothership [Hook] [Verse 2] Start winning, niggas wanna whisper in the dark Spray the driver's side window when the Lincoln park I think these niggas out here reading lips Salty, we the only niggas eating chips Gotta separate from all these pussy niggas You could never hesitate and you's a pussy, nigga We started off dead broke Now I got forty million in a fucking yoke I got four million in my boat All jokes aside, a few million in my ho Double M, know the G's, nigga Or Colombians, sipping mojitos with leaves, nigga [Hook] [Verse 3] Rose-gold Jesus, rose-gold watch All-black Ghost, all-black Glock Three new flows, that's off top All white squares, the city on lock I swear to God, I need a hundred m's 'Til the day I die, I plan to represent Hold your heads high, we had a nice run Let the bankers know we have just begun I broke the mold; my total assets Will get you assholes left in the past tense I broke the mold in every aspect I'll get you assholes left in the past tense [Hook]