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Idols Become Rivals
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[Skit: Chris Rock]
Yo this Chris Rock! I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rosé.
That's how we do it. That's all we do, Belaire Rosé! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga?
You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop.
You can't handle this, nigga, you can't handle, sit down in the corner,
shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch.
Just take notes
[Intro: Rick Ross]
G#mI used to see niggas Eon TV, G#mman
I used to be liEke, G#m"Yo, them niggas so blessed, you know what I'm sEayin'?"
If I had that oG#mpportunity, you know what I'm saEyin'?
(Maybach Music)
(Black Metaphor)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
G#mDamn, I grew up on that CasEh Money
G#mBling bling, was well known to fElash money
G#mHit the liquor store, after my Vic auEthority
G#mQuick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a tEhicker shorty
G#mPistol on me, nigga, ain't no picEkin' on me
G#mWe veterans so it's better if you go Eget your army
G#mA thug holiday is where your boEdy lay
G#mMe and Trick Daddy come from a comEmon place
G#mSo us gettin' money, that's just a coEnversation
G#mIt's so hard stayin' rich and miss the conEfrontations
G#mCigars in the Oval Office, REonald Reagan
G#mHug Barack Obama whisper as-salāmu ʿaElaykum
G#mLive for the moment, die for the stEreets
G#mBible on the dash, kilos on the Eseat
G#mI used to see you niggas on my TV scEreen
G#mAnd wondered what was life like, was it all a dEream?
G#mAnd then I met you out on LiveNation daEtes
G#mCame to the realization that your watch was fEake
G#mDamn... you nearly broke my heEart
G#mI really thought you niggas really owned thEem cars
[Interlude: Rick Ross]
G#mI used to look up to you, nEigga, uh
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
G#mHard to point a finger wEhen you live a life of sin
G#mI'ma bring my niggas with me if I lose Eor win
G#mBought a fleet of cars, let the bitches Etag along
G#mThis little thing of ours, not the ones to Etattle on
G#mOmerta the code, Met Ball, parties with EVogue
G#mStill blowin' thick smoke while you powEder your nose
G#mSuch a head rush until the day the feds rushE
G#mThat's when you niggas wish you put your breEad up
G#mLeased whips, bad blood, that shit'll sEink ships
G#mFast money comin' slow, you better tEhink quick
G#mRap game, so much fuck shit doEne
G#mThat's why this .45 in my TruEkfit trunks
G#mFuck a skateboard, I went and got a WrEaith, boy
G#mCatholic record labels, niggas gettin' rapeEd, boy
G#mBirdman's a priest, moans in his synEagogue
G#mPublishin' is a sin, repent, forgive me, LoErd
G#mShots fired, home invasion out on PEalm Isle
G#mRed beam detonators, who the bEomb now?
G#mLook you in your eyes, nigga, 'fore I say gEood night
G#mAnd pray that Mannie Fresh'll get to see the lEight
[Interlude: Rick Ross]
G#mDamn, Stunna, I loved you, nEigga
G#mHate it came to tEhis
(Maybach Music)
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
G#mYou stole them boys pub and bought a forEeclosure
G#mScott Storch demons in it, which is mEore poison
G#mI handed over records, never charged a cEoin
G#mBut could sense the sentiment, I'm talkin' aEll along
G#mAll Miami issues, Rozay handle for hEim
G#mSame way Big Ducky do for me in CaElifornia
G#mNever slippin', got relationships with the triEllest niggas
G#mTony Draper, J Prince and ever JimmEy Henchmen
G#mPlenty killers and I know that EDiddy with it
G#mTyga, chinchilla, really ain't no pEenny pinchin'
G#mKnew that you would never visit EBG
G#mTurk came home, take that boy a tEhree piece
G#mShootin' dope, usin' coke, movin' like yoEu the Folks
G#mSacrificin' half our life for your new mEusic cult
G#mYou would give us self esteem and motivate our drEive
G#mBut was in our pockets by the time we count to fEive
G#mI pray you find the kindness in your heart for WayEne
G#mHis entire life, he gave you what there Ewas to gain
G#mI watched this whole debacle so I'm pEart to blame
G#mLast request, can all producers please gEet paid?
[Outro: Rick Ross]
G#mCan't believe this shit, homie
G#mI still love you, nEigga
G#mHow the fuck, nigga, you touch half a billEion, nigga
G#mAnd your team starvin', nigga?E
G#mYou on an island, nigga, you came to my citEy, nigga
G#mI let you in my Ecity, nigga
G#mAnd what hurt me the most, niEgga
Is how you did my brother KhalG#med, nigga
KEhaled was loyal to you, G#mnigga
TEhe pain I seen in my bG#mrother's eye, nigga
EFaceTimin' my nigga, G#mnigga, he took that to the cEhin, nigga
That's why my nigga bG#mlessed!
ThEat's why my nigga Khaled blesG#msed!
You put my nigga in the Ehole, homie
G#mI don't feel you for that, my Enigga
G#mThat shit hurt me, you under-diEg? Umm
G#mIt's painful what you see real niggas Edo
G#mWhen they get the paper, when they get the Ebag
G#mYou can't never forget 'bout lil Ebruh and them
G#mI'll never forget 'bout lil bruh and Ethem
G#mLil bruh and them, alwEays remember
G#mLil bruh and them, this for lil Ebruh and them
Stunna
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Idols Become Rivals
by Rick Ross
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G#m
E
[Skit: Chris Rock]
Yo this Chris Rock! I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rosé.
That's how we do it. That's all we do, Belaire Rosé! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga?
You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop.
You can't handle this, nigga, you can't handle, sit down in the corner,
shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch.
Just take notes
[Intro: Rick Ross]
G#m E G#m
I used to see niggas on TV, man
E G#m E
I used to be like, "Yo, them niggas so blessed, you know what I'm sayin'?"
G#m E
If I had that opportunity, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Maybach Music)
(Black Metaphor)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
G#m E
Damn, I grew up on that Cash Money
G#m E
Bling bling, was well known to flash money
G#m E
Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
G#m E
Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
G#m E
Pistol on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
G#m E
We veterans so it's better if you go get your army
G#m E
A thug holiday is where your body lay
G#m E
Me and Trick Daddy come from a common place
G#m E
So us gettin' money, that's just a conversation
G#m E
It's so hard stayin' rich and miss the confrontations
G#m E
Cigars in the Oval Office, Ronald Reagan
G#m E
Hug Barack Obama whisper as-salāmu ʿalaykum
G#m E
Live for the moment, die for the streets
G#m E
Bible on the dash, kilos on the seat
G#m E
I used to see you niggas on my TV screen
G#m E
And wondered what was life like, was it all a dream?
G#m E
And then I met you out on LiveNation dates
G#m E
Came to the realization that your watch was fake
G#m E
Damn... you nearly broke my heart
G#m E
I really thought you niggas really owned them cars
[Interlude: Rick Ross]
G#m E
I used to look up to you, nigga, uh
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
G#m E
Hard to point a finger when you live a life of sin
G#m E
I'ma bring my niggas with me if I lose or win
G#m E
Bought a fleet of cars, let the bitches tag along
G#m E
This little thing of ours, not the ones to tattle on
G#m E
Omerta the code, Met Ball, parties with Vogue
G#m E
Still blowin' thick smoke while you powder your nose
G#m E
Such a head rush until the day the feds rush
G#m E
That's when you niggas wish you put your bread up
G#m E
Leased whips, bad blood, that shit'll sink ships
G#m E
Fast money comin' slow, you better think quick
G#m E
Rap game, so much fuck shit done
G#m E
That's why this .45 in my Trukfit trunks
G#m E
Fuck a skateboard, I went and got a Wraith, boy
G#m E
Catholic record labels, niggas gettin' raped, boy
G#m E
Birdman's a priest, moans in his synagogue
G#m E
Publishin' is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord
G#m E
Shots fired, home invasion out on Palm Isle
G#m E
Red beam detonators, who the bomb now?
G#m E
Look you in your eyes, nigga, 'fore I say good night
G#m E
And pray that Mannie Fresh'll get to see the light
[Interlude: Rick Ross]
G#m E
Damn, Stunna, I loved you, nigga
G#m E
Hate it came to this
(Maybach Music)
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
G#m E
You stole them boys pub and bought a foreclosure
G#m E
Scott Storch demons in it, which is more poison
G#m E
I handed over records, never charged a coin
G#m E
But could sense the sentiment, I'm talkin' all along
G#m E
All Miami issues, Rozay handle for him
G#m E
Same way Big Ducky do for me in California
G#m E
Never slippin', got relationships with the trillest niggas
G#m E
Tony Draper, J Prince and ever Jimmy Henchmen
G#m E
Plenty killers and I know that Diddy with it
G#m E
Tyga, chinchilla, really ain't no penny pinchin'
G#m E
Knew that you would never visit BG
G#m E
Turk came home, take that boy a three piece
G#m E
Shootin' dope, usin' coke, movin' like you the Folks
G#m E
Sacrificin' half our life for your new music cult
G#m E
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
G#m E
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
G#m E
I pray you find the kindness in your heart for Wayne
G#m E
His entire life, he gave you what there was to gain
G#m E
I watched this whole debacle so I'm part to blame
G#m E
Last request, can all producers please get paid?
[Outro: Rick Ross]
G#m
Can't believe this shit, homie
G#m E
I still love you, nigga
G#m E
How the fuck, nigga, you touch half a billion, nigga
G#m E
And your team starvin', nigga?
G#m E
You on an island, nigga, you came to my city, nigga
G#m E
I let you in my city, nigga
G#m E
And what hurt me the most, nigga
G#m
Is how you did my brother Khaled, nigga
E G#m
Khaled was loyal to you, nigga
E G#m
The pain I seen in my brother's eye, nigga
E G#m E
FaceTimin' my nigga, nigga, he took that to the chin, nigga
G#m
That's why my nigga blessed!
E G#m
That's why my nigga Khaled blessed!
E
You put my nigga in the hole, homie
G#m E
I don't feel you for that, my nigga
G#m E
That shit hurt me, you under-dig? Umm
G#m E
It's painful what you see real niggas do
G#m E
When they get the paper, when they get the bag
G#m E
You can't never forget 'bout lil bruh and them
G#m E
I'll never forget 'bout lil bruh and them
G#m E
Lil bruh and them, always remember
G#m E
Lil bruh and them, this for lil bruh and them
Stunna
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