Lyrics
[Rick Ross:]
Legendary, runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh, Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every dollar that I count cant grow in my account, my account cant count up all my money in an hour, cause its comin too fast and Im scared it wont last, look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance, Oh MAN(cleaner), speed got my heart racin, see I dont have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation ceasar salad, ceasars palace, you not a boss little cause your cheese is garbage, in the benz ak ridin shotgun, its a benz cause your broke til you got one, it aint nothing do 100 in the maybach, throwin money out the roof mother mother brake pads.
[Chorus:]
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, Im speedin, I cant stop its all I know, from a youngin I was taught get doe, Im speedin, speedin, Im speedin.
[Verse 2:]
See people came lookin for me I got ghosts see the west coast close and up in the montrose
Big money boss major
American idol, I got fans like fantasia
Read between the lines or yo a** like fantasia
Get hit between the eyes he died they cant save him
Im a mosh Im weevin no no but Im speedin
Staring at the skyline I got a million on my mind Im the best
50 50s running out of time ricky ross
Im the chill quarter mill for the time piece ya I a bought a wheels like deals for the dime beats
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Sittin in the living room watching the grammys wishing that was me that was on the grammys
All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me
I was a d turmin Ill thirty shoes of hillfiger
Homey help me out cause this boy is a drug dealer
Nap time cause my gift grew wings and now Im flying down like the cool crew winds
Kells and ross on the hollywood scene red carpet and its smellin like green
Now foss [?] cause I got paid off calabra was the hit poppin on b boss
[Chorus]
We fly I think somebody followin we hear the helipad widya bish [?]
You worth fifteen million baby dont try to blow it all in one week
Overseas boss (Im speedin Im speedin)
Im a fly away on you haters
And I came up so fast movies, endorsements, films we own things bos
2:50 I CAME!
UsiwambaLV7 1 year ago 17
Theres not a soul that can touch this.
Chevy ridin high, bass causin a rukus.
Fuck this, fuck that and fuck you,
I jump in the game and do what i must do.
Cut wounds deep, my tounge is sharp as a razor
Pardon my flavor, but once it starts ima racer
Not stop blazer, got pot neighbor
Smoken till im higher the top spot fakersss
Who else but me could do it like its been done
It's a rap once i get in the booth and drop the pen son.
DuceKid24 11 months ago 14