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Rick Ross - Rich Forever (Feat. John Legend) [NEW]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
John Legend
John Legend
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
John Roger Stephens
John Roger Stephens
Songwriter
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Songwriter
Bigram Zayas
Bigram Zayas
Songwriter
Stephen Hacker
Stephen Hacker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DVLP
DVLP
Producer
Filthy
Filthy
Co-Producer
John Rivers
John Rivers
Recording Engineer
Jason Agel
Jason Agel
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Regardless of how it goes down Life goes on. Am I right? 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 oh oh oh We gon' be rich forever, oh ooooh We gon' be rich forever and ever, and ever, and ever I remember being blind to it Til 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 Then he showed me I was rich forever They call me mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank Digits like the dodgers when it comes 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 niggas your type, never exchange numbers Wanna 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 cuz 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, rolls gold cost 40 Platinum twenty one, it's time to go and spoil shorty You only live once i'm screaming yolo in the V.I Time flies fast balling with my nigga T.I Ciroc, 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 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 100 mil ain't enough Got 100 women, gotta deal with it, love Worth 40m's is he still dealing drugs Cigarettes, 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 Cuz you know a nigga rich forever 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 On the way we shed some tears Every day we sacrifice We gon' be rich forever
Writer(s): William Roberts, Kevin Cossom, John Stephens, Matther Delgiorno, Bigram Zayas, Stephen Hacker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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