Rick Ross - No Church In The Wild Freestyle lyrics

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Rick Ross - No Church In The Wild Freestyle lyrics

[Rick Ross] Prime 112 behind the double doors As I rewind the devils floors Paths cross, of course your life lost "Patience a virtue. Heard that you're the boss" Your informant's correct Now give me enormous respect Cornered the game, record label on his chain Right hand on the bible watch the flow catch flame Margielas on her feet Now she riding with a lame all jealous in the Jeep All the lil homies wanna eat But we never settle beef So settle your debts before there's any regrets Gino do the graffitti and Black Evander with the Tech My girls say that I'm a mess DJ Khaled say I'm the best And my city do too 20 in the trunk, that's how city boys move 8.9, now the crib got a view Mandarin manicure, DEA in pursuit Champagne and a Rolex, Rose No church for a d-boy: let's pray [Hook] [Meek Mill] Ain't no church in the wild for a n***a like me In the game so foul in a world full of sin Where the love flow thin And the pain run deep Cause it's blood in the streets See the stains on the money, No love for the weak Where it rain, never sunny, just mud on a beach Where a hater sticks to you like mud on a cleat Thanksgiving with the birds just d** for a feast Young'n only 13 with a snub in his fleece Even though his heart's cold, he in love with the heat See the high in his eyes, hear the slugs in his speech From the bottom out of Philly, I emerge from the east Peace! At the dealer talking Bugatti talk You never heard it like Illuminati talk Tell em haters that it's my mama's fault Breaking bricks - you would think we talking karate talk Young n***as with old money Never trust a n***a that said "let me hold something" Never trust a b**h that tell you she ain't blown nothing The Weathermen never tell me about these cold summers Tears dripped on my dad casket n***as turned me into a ba*tard Glock 40 on me is plastic Get to reaching I'm squeezing on him and clapping And I ain't talking about a**emblies I'm talking head-shots where n***as won't remember me I asked God please remove my enemies I was surprised when I lost n***as that was friends of me

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