Family Tie (Explicit)-Rick Ross

Family Tie (Explicit)

歌手:Rick Ross

时间:2014-11-24

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Family Tie (Explicit) - Rick Ross

Francis Ford with them hoes

Still can't afford

Made so many mistakes I know that my niggas relate

Just to rattle my cage so much sh*t they sat on my plate

She know me through records but she don't know me too well

All this game is for sale was priceless I keep for myself

Shots fired man expired in his Jordan 3's

Small talk turn that page that's all they ever read

You graduated you still unemployed

Taken for granted love is null and void

No longer one and few young Langston Hughes

Jewish intuition I'm followin' cues

Own

Versace don't know Nikki Giovanni

Your paper chasin' can't see that it's runnin' from you

My homies from the block they labeled me cunnin'

No excuse for my success so they say I'm Masonic

I keep it one hundred her I keep the car runnin'

How she on the back that's to keep food on the stomach

Look at me look at me

Realest you ever seen

Look at me look at me

Look at me look at me

Playin' for keeps and that's just to say at the least

Had a few seizures refused to get me some sleep

I let sh*t slide I should see the sparks

Now I think about my moms when I jot these songs

I think of certain when I mention guns

Heavy artillery death to enemies number one

Francis Ford flows you can't ignore

Shoppin' with them hoes you can't afford

Bellaire Rose they thought I'd go gold wouldn't sell anything more

They thought I'd fail they thought I'd fold

Go to hell any wanna buy my soul

Double M extend my hand I see you stumblin'

Francis Ford films budget double forty M's

Godfather money filmin' part four again

Butterball

Magic

City so you know it's him me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

I blaze J's the

Dutch slave trade

A net worth when I'm just tryna maintain

Tennessee I felt like Mr. Wendal

When ain't nobody starin' out that window with you

Obligated surrounded when you are often hated

Left a bag of that d**e when they flew off to

Vegas

It was written Mr. Jones a different picture

Strong as bones like Corleones the realest figuers

Speakin' in native tongues me myself and I

Through Michael Rapaport eyes it's just a lost trial

But I see the gems I see the stars

Diabetes and all your name will carry on

I pray this legacy is what is left of me

Corporate **** givin' me leprosy

Look at me look at me

Double M G

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

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