[Intro: Rick Ross]
Ya'll n***** know what this is
If you don't know
I'm finna break it down
[Verse 1]
I just upped my stock, f*** them cops
If you love hip-hop bust them shots
Your man is priceless, if your man's loyal
Better give that man a raise your end up paying for it
If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta reach
n**** please, so I came back with a bigger piece
You still smokin' weed on your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot screaming: "God"s great!"
Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
New Presidential had that pavé
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over
[Interlude]
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 Cent neither n****, haha
[Verse 2]
I came back a rich n****
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members claiming I need to make a payment
It's hard for a young black executive
Can't you see we're all f****** relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
f*** it, we can go to war
Chasing me a hundred million, that's inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds system, welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day, n****
Same one that used to moved the yay' n****
AK's in his heyday, n****
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, n****
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the zoes, n****
Cocaine worth much more than gold, n****
So what's your goals, n****?
All my s*** went gold, n****
[Verse 3]
I remember smoking mid grade
Till I went and got my s*** straight
I'm spittin' like this b**** a mixtape
Till they seen a Ghost with a temp plate
Sitting in the trap blowing thick smoke
Traffic in my dope, with a thick ho
Feds tore apart the squad, n****
That's why I had to play the p***, n****
That wasn't me, it was a job, n****
It gets deeper, that was just a start, n****
Screaming in my sleep, I know Lord hear me
Death to you f***boys, on my 4th Bentley
[Outro]
Gangsta, n****
Rich is gangsta, n****
This is gangsta, n****
Yeah, rich is gangsta, n****
You know where we came from
Look where we at
Ya'll n***** know what this is
If you don't know
I'm finna break it down
[Verse 1]
I just upped my stock, f*** them cops
If you love hip-hop bust them shots
Your man is priceless, if your man's loyal
Better give that man a raise your end up paying for it
If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta reach
n**** please, so I came back with a bigger piece
You still smokin' weed on your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot screaming: "God"s great!"
Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
New Presidential had that pavé
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over
[Interlude]
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 Cent neither n****, haha
[Verse 2]
I came back a rich n****
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members claiming I need to make a payment
It's hard for a young black executive
Can't you see we're all f****** relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
f*** it, we can go to war
Chasing me a hundred million, that's inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds system, welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day, n****
Same one that used to moved the yay' n****
AK's in his heyday, n****
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, n****
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the zoes, n****
Cocaine worth much more than gold, n****
So what's your goals, n****?
All my s*** went gold, n****
[Verse 3]
I remember smoking mid grade
Till I went and got my s*** straight
I'm spittin' like this b**** a mixtape
Till they seen a Ghost with a temp plate
Sitting in the trap blowing thick smoke
Traffic in my dope, with a thick ho
Feds tore apart the squad, n****
That's why I had to play the p***, n****
That wasn't me, it was a job, n****
It gets deeper, that was just a start, n****
Screaming in my sleep, I know Lord hear me
Death to you f***boys, on my 4th Bentley
[Outro]
Gangsta, n****
Rich is gangsta, n****
This is gangsta, n****
Yeah, rich is gangsta, n****
You know where we came from
Look where we at