Rick Ross - Rich Forever (feat. John Legend) | Текст песни

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[Intro: Rick Ross]
Regardless of how it goes down.
Life goes on.
Am I right?

[Hook: John Legend]
On the way we shed some tears,
Every day we sacrifice,
So we can be standing here.
Oh, what a hell of a life!
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright,
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever!
We gon' be rich forever,
We gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever!

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I remember being blind to it
Till the day I put my mind to it.
Pen and pad on the dresser for me to fine tune it,
I sat in the corner, made up my mind, do it.
Def Jam on my heels, should I sign to it?
Million dollar advance for me to rhyme fluent.
"Every day I'm hustlin'" on every corner boomin',
Back of the Phantom, couldn't fathom I was such a student.
Grandfather deal for the Godfather,
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow God's orders,
And he told me I was rich forever,
And he showed me I was rich forever.
They call me Mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank,
Digits like the Dodgers when it come to Franks.
Flossin' out in Compton like I got a cape,
RoseMo tried to fight it, but barely niggas fade.
White sheet, yellow tape, where your dogs at?
Count a million cash, can you blog that?
Me and my niggas your type never exchange numbers.
Want to conversate and steal game from us?
See the watch, now you want to know the name of it,
Never playin' so I went and got the frame flooded:
Cartier, Hublot... I could name a dozen.
Your shit pushed back 'cause it ain't buzzin'.
Now these thugs actors, all of a sudden,
Niggas hustle backwards, all of a sudden.
Can't talk snow, where the soft at,
Your man got murked, but you squashed that.
Hope, you know, what we call that,
I think, you know, just what we call that.
All you, pussy boys, fall back.
Big face Rolly, rose gold cost 40.
Platinum twenty-one, it's time to go and spoil shorty.
You only live once, I'm screaming "YOLO!" in the VI,
Time flies fast, balling with my nigga T.I.
Cîroc, no glass, smiling women in my presence,
Tall supermodels always fall in my possession,
Atlanta housewives taking pictures in my section,
But I only got a thing for young bitches with aggression.
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves,
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways.
Sold dope, blue jeans, new J's,
Sold dope by any means all day.

[Hook: John Legend]
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright,
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever!
We gon' be rich forever!

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
100 mil ain't enough,
Got 100 women, gotta deal with it, love.
Worth 40 m's, is he still dealing drugs?
Cigarette speedboats, but he's still with the thugs.
Club Liv, Louis shots on a Sunday,
Grinding, even be legit one day.
Order some more bottles because I'm on one.
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum,
She wanna cum, maybe come over,
Stop dealing with them niggas you need one soldier,
Keep you as my bitch forever,
'Cause you know, a nigga rich forever!

[Hook: John Legend]

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