(Verse 1: Rick Ross)
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I got a house on my face, custom made glasses
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Laser on heckler, ashes to ashes,
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Valet to vessel, known as an Aston,
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The Hoes give you ass, homie, only in my absence
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Well connected with gang member on most sets
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Not to boast but get you popped like moet
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My record sales could never reflect my respect
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What god damn Def Jam forever in debt
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Money bags back and forth how carry it on
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Tattoo dead homies on my arms, still I grieve for 'em
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As I'm nailed to the crucifix, tears in my eyes, smiling on the inside (Blessed)
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Nobody cares what I feel like, no
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Now it's six xanax just to feel right, let's go
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Perignon in my glasses, toast to competition, ashes to ashes
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(Hook: Game)
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See them fireworks in the club, you know we got bottles
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See them Lambos out front, that mean we fuckin' models
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Spit real nigga shit, so you can bump it in the Phantom
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Make it rain for them niggas that ain't never seen Atlanta
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Red diamonds in the watch, red frames in the lenses
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How you know you on?, Baby mama driving Benzes
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Louis Vuiton house shoes, somewhere on the boat
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Like a snitch nigga body, let this motherfucker float
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(Verse 2: Game)
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Champagne in my glass feeling like a boss
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Fell in love with the Phantom, like fuck what it cost
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Louis duffle full of hundreds, dimes of the purple,
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Keep it G, cause that's me
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These rap niggas Steve Urkel,
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Survival of the fittest swimming in the dark,
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Sea World in my living room, Come and feed the sharks
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Put on for my city, or it would have fell apart,
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Nigga rap is like New York, ain't no where to park
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That's why I got a chauffeur, I don't need a valet,
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At the game, watchin' 'Bron give it up to Khaled
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Ain¡¯t a hatin' bone in my body, nigga I salute 'cha
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You disrespect my hood, I'll fuck around and shoot y 'cha
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We got the world runnin' 'round throwin' up B's
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Niggas saying "soo woo" like they're fucking chinese
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Eyes tighter than a virgin when I'm blowing on them grapes,
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Top down blowin' smoke on the fuckin' interstate
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(Hook: Game)
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See them fireworks in the club, you know we got bottles
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See them Lambos out front, that mean we fuckin' models
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Spit real nigga shit, so you can bump it in the Phantom
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Make it rain for them niggas that ain't never seen Atlanta
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Red diamonds in the watch, red frames in the lenses
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How you know you on?, Baby mama driving Benzes
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Louis Vuiton house shoes, somewhere on the boat
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Like a snitch nigga body, let this motherfucker float
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Ashes 2 Ashes
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The Game |