Closest ones to me want to see me in a box
Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods
My son’s mother don’t know when or where to start
All the years that I known her, trick never had a job
Unemployed that’ll get a bitch depressed
But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse
I took a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a church before I end the verse
Rims on the whip got it looking hypnotic
Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas watching
Crocodile python, all my ice on And ain’t nobody fucking with me while the mics on She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the lights on I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home
Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last check
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Zeus and Zion to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself
Cubans on my neck looking like a python
On the couches I’m the one they got their eyes on Skip your name, now they want to know your tax bracket
Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy’s automatic
I paid dues in these streets
I gave so much I got nothing to lose in these streets
Family asked me am I in Illuminati
Beat twenty cases like John Gotti
White man fear a nigga with a free mind
And if you disagree tell him that he can free mine
Took my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor
So many angles these haters’ll start popping up Renounced my citizen and move to Singapore
Couple tax breaks all accounts offshore
Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last check
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Suits designed to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself
She fell in love with the flow, such a beautiful stroke
Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that coke
Roll with 25 and never knew his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci belt to go up under
Black man’s pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga house
So much disdain for the police
Clan rally niggas swing from them old trees
Wood wheel in the Wraith and the skinny ties
Crocodile python seats and the carbon fiber
Hot boy, stash box. and the gas tank
Man of leisure to the top I took the staircase
Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last check
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Suits designed to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself
You know the part that nobody ever discusses tho? The part about how if Rozay wasn't successful then NOBODY Would care what he did in his past. It's not the fact that he was a C.O. It's the fact that he was a C.O who quit, found himself through the streets and went on to become one of the best to ever do this rap shit. When a Diamond shines TOO Bright? People find comfort in pointing out it's Flaws. It's been that way since the Dawn of man. But as they say. That's how you know you made it. When everybody hates you.
Fake or a real gangster..Ross has slowly progressed from his first album all the way to Black Market. He gets better and better each album is swear. Idk why Black Market was slept on, that shit is smooth as fuckk and cohesive. Dope beats, dope lyrics. Like I said, fake or real idgaf, this guy a OG in this rap shit for real. He needs to work more with Wale and let Meek be, and leave Drake alone. Focus on the music, that's the only reason Meek is even signed to MMG. If he falls fuck it, he did it to him self going out the way to snitch on Drake for no reason, over petty Twitter shit. ROSS KEEP MAKING DOPE SHIT, and stay away from that negative shit, you and Drake made hits together. Grew up on those bangers. Jus sayin
You can't deny that he raps circles around these dudes in the game. If you're going to call him Officer Ricky, fat, ugly etc... Make sure you acknowledge that he's also a rap beast, smart business man, self made mogul and A BOSS! Salute, let the Gods be Gods!