ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
Whole Slab
Whole Slab
Additional Vocals
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Richardson
Dwayne Richardson
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Recording Engineer
Anthony Cruz
Anthony Cruz
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Stephen McDowell
Stephen McDowell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
D. Rich
D. Rich
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
[Verse 2]
Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Pull up to your trap, strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathy in inner city streets
That's all I ever heard from my older Gs
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a ****'s sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you **** Judas, I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie I
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we dope boys
[Verse 3]
Dope boys
Dope boys
Dope boys
Baptized by the dop boys
Ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh, I'm walkin' on air
[Verse 4]
I'm talkin' big, bitch, I'm talkin' big
I'm talkin' big, bitch, I'm talkin' big
We do it big, bitch, we do it big
[Verse 5]
I'm into fashion, ****, John the Baptist
My loyalty respected all across the atlas
I can have you and your team finalized
All your kids screamin' at Mount Sinai
Holy Ghost, the divine spirit
My heart pure, he a real ****
She let me fuck early so she trustworthy
Her pussy sacred so she gettin' all the purses
In His name, I'm Supreme Lord
The book of Leviticus is the springboard
Jesus Christ, look at this ****'s ice
Better yet, look at this ****'s life
I'm walkin' on air
[Verse 6]
You already know, I give and go and I get that dope
**** with that O, I move that shit like tic-tac-toe
And these **** be hatin' like, Meek Mill, how you get that ho?
'Cause I get that dough and I switch that flow
Just check my style and look at that Ro on my wrist
On some shit, make a call, who is this?
Think it's Benji on the line, and he called, tried to flip
What I do? Make a call, call Papi for a brick
And Papi call José 'cause José got fish
Now I'm 30 thousand feet up with my feet up, rollin' weed up
Pussy **** couldn't bluff us, couldn't beat us
Throwin' curveballs in the field'll get you hit like Derek Jeter
Double M, yeah, that's the team, I know they see us, yeah
[Verse 7]
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
[Verse 8]
I'm talkin' big, bitch, I'm talkin' big
I'm talkin' big, bitch, I'm talkin' big
We do it big, bitch, we do it big
[Verse 9]
Fuck a tutor, better get a shooter
Teach your ass a lesson when they runnin' to ya
Fiends linin' up like we havin' communion
This my daily bread and you **** consumers
All I ever wanted was to make scrilla
Have a recordin' session with J-Dilla
Selassie I, Exodus
Corinthians, Leviticus
I'm on the books, I study well
Gettin' money, bitches know me well
[Verse 10]
Selassie I
Selassie I
Pray I never die
I pray I never die
Written by: Dwayne Richardson, William Roberts
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