Rick Ross
If michael jackson came alive right now
He’d ask you to smoke one for him, So in his honor
Rick Ross
You niggas spud webb, Comin’ up short think you’re dee brown
Jump if you want I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything i deserved, The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square root of a kilo is me nigga, Do the math, i’m a mothafuckin g nigga
Gunplay
It’s all on me now, As you can see now
I’m gon’ get this money and I will not be denied
Been shittin’ on you fucks a long time, time to pee now
When you finish first they hate you worse startin to see now
I’m at the round table, Where your seat at?
Where your plate, Where your lobster, Where your sea bass?
We ain’t never left, actin’ like we back, you should see us
Now taking pictures, acting like we rap, this the circle
That’ll murk you blackout, short circuit, somebody show them square
Ass niggas the first exit this here reserved for soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and where you step more carefully
If i fall in the field, and ain’t no more air for me
Pour some on the ground and put one in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck ‘em they know already but fuck ‘em
Tell ‘em again with a middle finger and a chuckle
You don’t know nan nigga, Nope, uh uh
This famous that’ll, still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle, fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco then crank the lac up
One match left, this the last turn, Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
I’mma earn ’til the last court adjourn, ‘til the last gavel drop
We gon’ have it locked, We gon’ have it locked, We gon’ have it locked
Stalley
I’m part of the small percentage of niggas, Who make it out the ghetto
But niggas tried to pull me back, Cause misery loves company
It’s funny how they come for me, when they see me living comfortably
But when i was broke and sleeping on floors they ain’t want nothing from me
My future’s so bright but my past so ugly and i just try to correct it all
But it all still haunts me, tried to section off the past
But it still haunts me, so i accept what got me here
Reflecting in this rocking chair all this space created
All that hard work it got me here so what i look like tellin’
A nigga that i should be here power to the people so
The people shouldn’t live in fear and i’ll be that raising voice
And tell the people treat us fair warring in the streets tell them
Soldiers to meet us there out in the open all alone
I felt the coldest air secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there not even a voice, not even an ear
No one alive, no one to care now i got a power circle
Now i’m on a power trip, and they calling me counterfeit
Cause i ain’t gave a coward shit stole me, throw me a pile of shit
But you won’t pull me out of it, It’s funny how it comes full circle
Now they wanna be a part of the power circle, they wanna be a part of the power circle
Bridge, Wale
May the wind be at your back, May the bad be in your past
May the kids take all your good, and your wife have class
And you realize your goals and what’s life without grind
Those niggas, yo’ niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine, May the wind be at your back
May the bad be in your past, May the kids take all your good
And your wife have class and you realize your goals
And what’s life without grind, Those niggas, yo’ niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine
Wale
There’s a difference between underrated and haven’t made it
Once you successful they relentlessly giving you hatred
There’s no applause for ya and success is hard for ya
There’s enemies, envy with green my niggas lawnmower
And i’m on tour jordan 4's, tom ford and i ain’t thuggin
They clappin at me, a encore got a dark heart
Bright mind, make women crazy I give her d
I throw up two I call that shit a safety shit is crazy
When entertainment ain’t entertaining
And my inner sanctum need real estate, I’m out my cabeza
Jealousy’s for the weak, you ain’t happy i made it
I be feeling like brother malcolm, Just out of the nation
Allah got us cause if, we hollered a lost numbers
I seen hustlers turn cluckers out niggas grandmothers
So shut the fuck up and listen fuck all them stuck up musicians
My circle small but regardless circumference official
My clothes different like quarterbacks at a closed scrimmage
They gon’ blitz us but ain’t no way that they gon’ hit us
I’m so allusive so my niggas be goin’ through it
Guess it’s a wrap, when your co-defendant make soul music
Cash rule the world at least it do with girls
At least it do with churches eat the truth and true it hurts
If they real, and they real, my niggas deserve it
And we don’t deal with weak squares in this power circle
We don’t deal with weak squares in this power circle
Meek Mill
I’m like welcome to the power circle I came a long way
I started with a powdered circle clique full of real niggas
That’ll probably murk you cause they about that murder game
You do a lot of verbal lotta talking, lotta tweeting
’Til you hear that chopper speaking, kill my dog, i kill your dog
We tied even, i’d believe it if you see it then you got it
Nigga never give up cause if you grindin’ you gon’
Be rich before you can look up my cousin knock told me
Never teach niggas to cook up cause you can sell ‘em hard for the low
And give ‘em the hookup, and still make the profit
The streets say i’m the hottest and a nigga still modest
I’m just being honest back to the wall, never let ‘em get behind us
Mack in my draws fitting, right in my designers look at my persona
I dreamed it woke up and conquered, and there was commas after commas
I eat ‘em like benihanas put the shrimp over the pasta
The pasta over the lobster, and the lobster over the table
Power circle a mafia, just talkin’ money, talkin’ money
What you talkin’ bout?
Probably talkin’ bout us, We the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about
Kendrick lamar Look inside the highs of the last mohicans survived
You won’t last a weekend outside Seen a pastor tweaking
Then sunk his teeth in a rock his demise, later on that evening
You heard the grieving of angels that cried see a demon don’t compromise
And so i walk alone, with a cross and a diamond stone
I’m a diamond inside the rough, that’s too mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in ysl put my voice on this microphone
Put you pussy niggas through hell hell’s fire, i never lie
You will never grind, I know the priors they runnin’ by us when we do crime
I know that section, Eight wanna discontinue my moms
When they heard that ohio state, gave me 30 racks in july
Oh lord, this can’t be life no it can’t be life
When they day breaks and you earned them stripes
And you learned that strike from upstate will adjourn
That life and confirm that life it’s good bait for the warden
That might get awarded and write now your fate can record it
Denied a reporter replied the death rate will eventually climb
So eventually i’m on a track race for the dough
Before time get a clock that resigns, so about face if it ain’t business
I get offended, i mind now one fake, i’m a realist in strive
I’m a bilion in five well a billion cause the limit is the sky
And i live on cloud nine and i recognize my nemesis gon’
Try to put a finish in my shine, but pussy, where it hurt you
Life in the power circle
Rick Ross
Regardless of how it goes down, Life goes on, am i right?
Tried to warn you niggas, I tried to warn you niggas
It’s too late now, Double m-g, Too much cake
Too much power, Too much respect, Bow down, nigga
Uhn
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If michael jackson came alive right now
He’d ask you to smoke one for him, So in his honor
Rick Ross
You niggas spud webb, Comin’ up short think you’re dee brown
Jump if you want I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything i deserved, The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square root of a kilo is me nigga, Do the math, i’m a mothafuckin g nigga
Gunplay
It’s all on me now, As you can see now
I’m gon’ get this money and I will not be denied
Been shittin’ on you fucks a long time, time to pee now
When you finish first they hate you worse startin to see now
I’m at the round table, Where your seat at?
Where your plate, Where your lobster, Where your sea bass?
We ain’t never left, actin’ like we back, you should see us
Now taking pictures, acting like we rap, this the circle
That’ll murk you blackout, short circuit, somebody show them square
Ass niggas the first exit this here reserved for soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and where you step more carefully
If i fall in the field, and ain’t no more air for me
Pour some on the ground and put one in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck ‘em they know already but fuck ‘em
Tell ‘em again with a middle finger and a chuckle
You don’t know nan nigga, Nope, uh uh
This famous that’ll, still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle, fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco then crank the lac up
One match left, this the last turn, Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
I’mma earn ’til the last court adjourn, ‘til the last gavel drop
We gon’ have it locked, We gon’ have it locked, We gon’ have it locked
Stalley
I’m part of the small percentage of niggas, Who make it out the ghetto
But niggas tried to pull me back, Cause misery loves company
It’s funny how they come for me, when they see me living comfortably
But when i was broke and sleeping on floors they ain’t want nothing from me
My future’s so bright but my past so ugly and i just try to correct it all
But it all still haunts me, tried to section off the past
But it still haunts me, so i accept what got me here
Reflecting in this rocking chair all this space created
All that hard work it got me here so what i look like tellin’
A nigga that i should be here power to the people so
The people shouldn’t live in fear and i’ll be that raising voice
And tell the people treat us fair warring in the streets tell them
Soldiers to meet us there out in the open all alone
I felt the coldest air secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there not even a voice, not even an ear
No one alive, no one to care now i got a power circle
Now i’m on a power trip, and they calling me counterfeit
Cause i ain’t gave a coward shit stole me, throw me a pile of shit
But you won’t pull me out of it, It’s funny how it comes full circle
Now they wanna be a part of the power circle, they wanna be a part of the power circle
Bridge, Wale
May the wind be at your back, May the bad be in your past
May the kids take all your good, and your wife have class
And you realize your goals and what’s life without grind
Those niggas, yo’ niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine, May the wind be at your back
May the bad be in your past, May the kids take all your good
And your wife have class and you realize your goals
And what’s life without grind, Those niggas, yo’ niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine
Wale
There’s a difference between underrated and haven’t made it
Once you successful they relentlessly giving you hatred
There’s no applause for ya and success is hard for ya
There’s enemies, envy with green my niggas lawnmower
And i’m on tour jordan 4's, tom ford and i ain’t thuggin
They clappin at me, a encore got a dark heart
Bright mind, make women crazy I give her d
I throw up two I call that shit a safety shit is crazy
When entertainment ain’t entertaining
And my inner sanctum need real estate, I’m out my cabeza
Jealousy’s for the weak, you ain’t happy i made it
I be feeling like brother malcolm, Just out of the nation
Allah got us cause if, we hollered a lost numbers
I seen hustlers turn cluckers out niggas grandmothers
So shut the fuck up and listen fuck all them stuck up musicians
My circle small but regardless circumference official
My clothes different like quarterbacks at a closed scrimmage
They gon’ blitz us but ain’t no way that they gon’ hit us
I’m so allusive so my niggas be goin’ through it
Guess it’s a wrap, when your co-defendant make soul music
Cash rule the world at least it do with girls
At least it do with churches eat the truth and true it hurts
If they real, and they real, my niggas deserve it
And we don’t deal with weak squares in this power circle
We don’t deal with weak squares in this power circle
Meek Mill
I’m like welcome to the power circle I came a long way
I started with a powdered circle clique full of real niggas
That’ll probably murk you cause they about that murder game
You do a lot of verbal lotta talking, lotta tweeting
’Til you hear that chopper speaking, kill my dog, i kill your dog
We tied even, i’d believe it if you see it then you got it
Nigga never give up cause if you grindin’ you gon’
Be rich before you can look up my cousin knock told me
Never teach niggas to cook up cause you can sell ‘em hard for the low
And give ‘em the hookup, and still make the profit
The streets say i’m the hottest and a nigga still modest
I’m just being honest back to the wall, never let ‘em get behind us
Mack in my draws fitting, right in my designers look at my persona
I dreamed it woke up and conquered, and there was commas after commas
I eat ‘em like benihanas put the shrimp over the pasta
The pasta over the lobster, and the lobster over the table
Power circle a mafia, just talkin’ money, talkin’ money
What you talkin’ bout?
Probably talkin’ bout us, We the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about
Kendrick lamar Look inside the highs of the last mohicans survived
You won’t last a weekend outside Seen a pastor tweaking
Then sunk his teeth in a rock his demise, later on that evening
You heard the grieving of angels that cried see a demon don’t compromise
And so i walk alone, with a cross and a diamond stone
I’m a diamond inside the rough, that’s too mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in ysl put my voice on this microphone
Put you pussy niggas through hell hell’s fire, i never lie
You will never grind, I know the priors they runnin’ by us when we do crime
I know that section, Eight wanna discontinue my moms
When they heard that ohio state, gave me 30 racks in july
Oh lord, this can’t be life no it can’t be life
When they day breaks and you earned them stripes
And you learned that strike from upstate will adjourn
That life and confirm that life it’s good bait for the warden
That might get awarded and write now your fate can record it
Denied a reporter replied the death rate will eventually climb
So eventually i’m on a track race for the dough
Before time get a clock that resigns, so about face if it ain’t business
I get offended, i mind now one fake, i’m a realist in strive
I’m a bilion in five well a billion cause the limit is the sky
And i live on cloud nine and i recognize my nemesis gon’
Try to put a finish in my shine, but pussy, where it hurt you
Life in the power circle
Rick Ross
Regardless of how it goes down, Life goes on, am i right?
Tried to warn you niggas, I tried to warn you niggas
It’s too late now, Double m-g, Too much cake
Too much power, Too much respect, Bow down, nigga
Uhn
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