Rick Ross – Rich Is Gangsta – Lyrics

Rich Is Gangsta by Rick Ross

I just upped my stock, fuck them cops

If you love hip-hop bust them shots

Your man is priceless, if your man is loyal

Better give that man a raise your end up paying for it

If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay

No Adidas but I rock a brick a day

Talk about the jewels outta reach

Please, so I came back with a bigger piece

Nigga please, so I came back with a bigger piece

You still smokin' weed on your car chase

I'm pullin' off the car lot screamin' God's grace

Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate

Elevators like Frank's on Scarface

New Presidential had that [?]

Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale

Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover

Told Warner Brothers that the game's over

For me moving forward from here on I need 50

I ain't talking 50 cent neither, haha

I came back a rich nigga

Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter

They want me face down on the pavement

Gang members claiming I need to make a payment

It's hard for a young black executive

Can't you see we're all fucking relatives

Relatively easy we can go to war

Fuck it, we can go to war

Chasing me a hundred million, inshallah

Fresh up out the Feds, welcome home Jabar

I watch him pray five times a day

Same one that use [?]

AK's in his heyday

Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade

Got the cubans, got the boats, got the ZOES

Worth much more than gold

So what's your goals? All my shit went gold

I remember smoking mid grade

Till I went and got my shit straight

I'm spittin' like it's a fucking mixtape

Till they seen a ghost with [?]

Sitting in the trap blowing thick smoke

Traffic in my [?]

Feds tore apart the squad

That's why I had to play the part

That wasn't me, that was a job

It gets deeper, that was just a start

Screaming in my sleep, I know Lord hear me

Death to you fuckboys, on my 4th Bentley

Gangsta, rich is gangsta

This is gangsta

Yeah, rich is gangsta

You know where we came from

Look where we at