Rick Ross

[Intro: Detwan Love]
Hmm
(Big Drice on the beat, yeah)
Yeah
Fuck
Hey, what we on, E?
Aight
Ooh

[Chorus: Detwan Love]
Man, I just woke up from the dead, I'm still activated
Mama did it by herself, that's my motivation
I'll take one of these niggas from the rotation
Ayy, what it cost to be the boss? I'll pay the cost
Bleu Belaire in my hand, I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't' playin', you want my time, you gotta know it cost
All I wanna do is win, I keep takin' losses
Bitch turn me off, I ain't gon' lie, she make my dick soft
I don't, I don't want no Trackhawk, I don't know how to work the traction
Niggas'd sell they whole life for attraction
I pray to God every day that he stop doin' subtraction, yeah

[Verse 1: Detwan Love]
My old hoes see me comin' up, I know they can't stand it
Oh, bitch, you actin' funny now 'cause you just got back from Miami?
They put her stomach in her ass, let me try it out
I don't give a fuck what club we at, the bar, I'll buy it out
I don't want no lil' shit, bitch, I want it all
Can't shop for myself, somebody do it, 'cause I'll buy it all
Shut the fuck up when I'm countin' money, bitch, don't talk at all
I told this bitch you look better mouth closed, don't talk at all

[Chorus: Detwan Love]
Man, I just woke up from the dead, I'm still activated
Mama did it by herself, that's my motivation
I'll take one of these niggas from the rotation
Ayy, what it cost to be the boss? I'll pay the cost
Bleu Belaire in my hand, I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't' playin', you want my time, you gotta know it cost
All I wanna do is win, I keep takin' losses
Bitch turn me off, I ain't gon' lie, she make my dick soft
I don't, I don't want no Trackhawk, I don't know how to work the traction
Niggas'd sell they whole life for attraction
I pray to God every day that he stop doin' subtraction, yeah

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Chop hit him in his waistline and turn him to a fraction
They closed GM and locked Rio up, so I'm the new attraction
I try not to think of granddad, he was my satisfaction
So makin' money and catchin' niggas lackin' is my new distraction
Was takin' other niggas' shit because I didn't have it
Caught a nigga takin' out the trash and then I double-bagged him
Got bitches hangin' out the window while I'm turnin' off the traction
I been drinkin' drank for three days straight, done turned into a habit
Now I'm droppin' more fours than Joe McFashion
He turned twenty-one and got his CPL, I guess his ass a savage
My teacher asked what happened to Lil E? I guess his ass a rapper
The shit I make off an EP is damn near they salary
Don't believe me? I can show your ass them 'Tube checks
Finna gather all my haters and put 'em in a group text
I might be the turntest young rapper without a blue check
He was leavin' church with a blazer, switch turned it to a crewneck