D. Rich - Walkin' on Air lyrics

[Produced by D-Rich] [Intro: Rick Ross] I pray we all live forever I pray I'm a servant to all prophets May I be rich forever [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Money on my head, p**y, boy, that ain't enough Pull up to your trap strapped in my armored truck Your mami house next, tell that b**h to duck Ain't no sympathy in the inner city streets That's all I ever heard from my older G's She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps Slip a black snake in a n***a's sheets Bought a b**h a hundred acres, all red roses Half you n***as Judas, I'm the son of Moses Illuminated, resurrected as Sela**ie Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we dopeboys [Bridge: Rick Ross] Baptized by the dopeboys, ordained by the a**holes My salvation is the cash flow Woah, oh I'm walkin' on air [Hook: Rick Ross] I'm talkin' big, b**h, I'm talkin' big I'm talkin' big, b**h, I'm talkin' big We do it big, b**h, we do it big [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm into fashion, n***a, 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 n***a She let me f** early so she trustworthy Her p**y 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 n***a's ice Better yet, look at this n***a's life I'm walkin' on air [Verse 3: Meek Mill] You already know, I give and go and I get that dope n***a with that O, I move that sh** like tic-tac-toe And these be n***as hatin' like ''Meek Mill, how you get that ho?'' Cause I get that dough, and I switch that flow Just check my style, look at that Ro', on my wrist On some sh**, 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 30,000 feet up with my feet up, rollin' weed up p**y n***as couldn't bluff us, couldn't beat us Throwin' curveballs in the field get you hit like Derek Jeter Double M, yeah that's the team, I know they see us, yeah [Bridge: Rick Ross] Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute [Hook: Rick Ross] I'm talkin' big, b**h, I'm talkin' big I'm talkin' big, b**h, I'm talkin' big We do it big, b**h, we do it big [Verse 4: Rick Ross] f** a tutor, better get a shooter Teach your a** a lesson when they runnin' to ya Fiends linin' up like we havin' communions This my daily bread and you n***as consumers All I ever wanted was to make scrilla Have a recordin' session with J Dilla Sela**ie, Exodus Corinthians, Leviticus I'm on the books, I study well Gettin' money, b**hes know me well Sela**ie Sela**ie Pray I never die Pray I never die