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Rick Ross

Drug Dealers Dream

 

Drug Dealers Dream

(album: Mastermind - 2014)


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This on everything I love
I came too far to look back
Lord protect my soul, you heard me?
Check

Mighty Muhammad, son of Osama
Son of a bitch, one time for my momma
Tats on my back, tats on my face
Bitch I'm a don, can you relate?
It's never too late, my niggas, relate
Never would say, my niggas is saints
Know I'm a sinner, God give me my sentence
Labelled a hustler, look at my Benz
One time for Black, nigga, one time for Nut, nigga
One time for Gucci, nigga, one time for Cano, nigga
One time for Bizzle, nigga, these my realest niggas
One time for Trav, nigga, and all them dope dealers

Murder, a mothafucking murder
No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
I'm just thinking 'bout his daughter, in another life he balling

Is this a drug dealers dream?
Cause all I ever see is niggas dying from disease
Mansion on the water, home in the hills
Let the Fed tell it, it really isn't his
Photograph our endeavors, plotting potential set-ups
See me as a promotion, tax charges, etcetera
Confiscated the whips, concentrating on flips
Contemplating the trip, congregating for bricks
Lord knows I'm a sinner, it was cold in the winter
Eating out of the trash, shit would make you a killer
Lord forgive these bitches, getting their money stripping
Chasing this fast money, next time we'll do it different
Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to Onyx nigga
Shoutout to MMG, cause we the hottest nigga

Murder, a mothafucking murder
No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
I'm just thinking 'bout his daughter, in another life he balling

Aggravated with hoes, distracted all of my foes
Niggas want to be friends, we just taking control
Nigga vision the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
Barely fit in a Lambo but did it for the appearance
I seen a rich nigga go to jail
He put Wi Fi in his cell
Middle of the night, my nigga wanna Skype
I just count money for him, that shit just get him hype
They say it's hard to smile with a double life
In the middle of the night with a bloody knife
Lord give him a chance, every man should be free
He wanted him a degree but got him a ki
Open that door, just hoping for more
They gave him a bond, I gave him a Porsche
I gave him a name, I gave him a shot
I gave him the game, I gave him a block
Smoking on that gas, I be thinking too fast
Drug dealer's dream, now let's count this cash
Dope boy tatted on my neck
A real dope boy, I never write a check

Murder, a mothafucking murder
No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
I'm just thinking 'bout his daughter, in another life he balling

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