Blessing In Disguise (Album Version (Edited))

歌手: Rick Ross Scarface Z-Ro • 专辑:Mastermind (Deluxe) • 发布时间:2014-01-01
作词 : Brad Jordan/William Roberts/Khaled Khaled/Nicholas Warwar/Joseph McVey/Vinny Venditto/Elmer Overton
 作曲 : Brad Jordan/William Roberts/Khaled Khaled/Nicholas Warwar/Joseph McVey/Vinny Venditto/Elmer Overton
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt  would I risk my
Life for a dollar  homie  Nah  I don't think so
Greed breeds jealousy nigga out here when getting fo's
Catch a nigga slipping put a bullet in his temple

Homie  it's the same rules  money talks  simple my kinfolk
Call it what I'm living like the high life
Only if he knew what I had to do to keep my mind right
I tell you I got 20/20 hindsight

See it in the distance  hieroglyphics keep the rhymes tight
My mind like  game recognize that
Real recognize real  steel  45 strapped
Underneath the white tee  Zimmerman get shot down
Hero  it ain't nothing but a sandwich  call the cops now

**** the police stop running
White boys terrorize niggas' neighborhoods gunning

Down the innocent  and then the beginning ends
You was doing 50 in the 35  the ending is
You fit the description of the subject in this incident
We gon' have to take you downtown for some questionin'
Damn  a blessin in disguise if you ask me
I was just about to hit the highway with my last key

Could it be that maybe God is intervenes
With my life like he did so many times in between

A half a block away from the crime scene

A minute earlier and that was me  think

I've been knowing Ross since he was Teflon
Same nigga now it was back then nothing stepped on
****man ****man yelling
Cook it 'til it's rock hard  bag it up  sell it
Aroma so loud  so loud that you can smell it
Kept to them ****s getting caught go and tell it
Every time I turn around  y'all got something to say about me

But y'all don't know a damn thing about me
Just what you see  that's what you judge me on
Every time I turn around the guilty be pointing fingers at me
Homie  I'm just trying to be all I can be
But not for free, that's why the **** we roll
I need that

Can't even believe this day here, my nigga

I remember us sitting in the parking lot talking about getting money

Cracks in the wall  standing in the puddle

Sunny south Florida, a cold mother****er

Ready for a war  barely wanna talk

Ballys on my niggas, as they walking back and forth

Makes you wanna hustle  take care of my brothers

Raymond passed away  here's something for his mother
It never is enough  trying to show her that I love him
We were fishing buddies  breed the dog  split the puppies

Pictures on the wall, b*****s we done raw

Niggas getting robbed, the only shit that we can solve

We all wanna get it  ball for a minute

Accept collect calls  tell our dawgs that we did it
Plenty money orders  that what uncle Kenny taught us
Keep your face clean when you're out here bending corners
Always keep in mind  you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through  I'm still right here by your side

Artificial homies  worse than the ages
When you parking all your cars  they wanna know the payments

Rose petals stripping on the casket

Baby boy done grew into a bastard

On that lean, you know I ****ed her fantastic

Work white as Rita Ora in that plastic

Took shots  shed tears  that's war

Bust bottles on yachts  stand tall

Catch a case  don't talk  that's raw

Scarface  Rick Ross: big boys

Big boys  Scarface  Rozay  we big boys
Every time I turn around  y'all got something to say about me
But y'all don't know a damn thing about me

Just what you see  that's what you judge me on

Every time I turn around the guilty be pointing fingers at me

Homie  I'm just trying to be all I can be
But not for free, that's why the **** we roll
I need that

I need that

I need that

I need that
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