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• Artiste: Rick Ross
• Titre: Above The Law
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Rozay, Meek Milly and Billy Too Good To Be True Another One Maybach Music I'm so high, cheers to the sky I come alive in the night Them flashin' red and blue lights They watchin', waitin' on a shootin' star But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables We above the law We above the law We above the law Demons in my cell, it's just me, all alone Takin' everythin' to trial, nigga, we goin' home I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone So postin' guns on the internet, we don't condone It's like snitchin' on yoursеlf, doin' crimes on the camera, you likе a witness to yourself This new Louis came from Virgil, that's why it's drippin' on my belt For all them times was in them trenches, had to whip it up myself Tryna get it back, nigga, we gon' let it stack (Stack) Never pullin' over for the law in a pack (Pack) I remember times sellin' dimes to get a check Nowadays, the only time we doin' time is a Patek Run my check, nigga I'm so high, cheers to the sky I come alive in the night Them flashin' red and blue lights They watchin', waitin' on a shootin' star But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables We above the law We above the law (It's too good to be true, yeah) We above the law Ten million worth of jewels in my interviews Only made dude, livin' in the Shaderoom (Biggest) I can see it in him, but I wouldn't say it to him Or I can give it to him, did it in a day or two (Brrt) Go to Club E11VEN in the day time (Huh) Still duckin' 9-11 for the K9 Quick to take her shoppin' with my play time And I always fuck her to the baseline (Biggest) Me and Meek, nigga, we the dream team (M-M-M) Murder niggas on Christmas Eve team I see you lil' niggas with your sub mariners You know I'm fuckin' your bitch, I'm so careless On the big black jet, we off to Paris It's too good to be true, it's like a marriage Me and just the money 'til the day I die (Die) Started with the envelopes and now our ceilings high, high While you haters countin' us out, we countin' i tup One billion, two billion, three billion, four M-M-Maybach Music Cops yellin' "Freeze", I held my wrist up All this ice, he probably freeze tryna frisk us I'm with this bitch from, Belize, look like a princess Doin' two-hundred in the Lamb', gettin dick sucks You talkin' to the Rolex rockin', G5 flyin' Say he on, it's no cap, he ain't lyin' I don't think they made no jets that we ain't flyin' I don't think they made bad bitches that we ain't dive in Sittin' on the paper, aggravatin' the haters Ballin' like Kawhi, LeBron, Clippers and Lakers Judge tried to send me to jail, did me a favor Forty mill' strong, I'm on a year later, thank you I'm so high, cheers to the sky I come alive in the night Them flashin' red and blue lights They watchin', waitin' on a shootin' star But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables We above the law We above the law We above the law