LPB Poody, Rick Ross - Best Of Me lyrics

How you wanna see me?
Doing bad or living good? (yeah)
My music global now
I'm tryna make it out the hood
It's a race to 21, get lucky once you 18
(Aye) remember fightin' cases but now I'm
Chasin' the dream (Look)
No,  they ain't wanna believe me
I made them haters believe (Come on)
I'm color coordinated cause everything
I see green man on a mission
He won't stop 'till he recieve
Keep my foot all on they necks
It's gon' be hard for them to breathe
You only live once, no you can't do it twice
It's like a deck of cards
You better play it right

Gamblin' with your life a dirty game
Still wasting dice
Made it through the rain, it's a struggle
Had to sacrifice
I took so many L's movin' wrong
When I thought wrong was right
Grippin' on this pole, I be thuggin'
Gotta hold it tight
Money on my mind, I see paper
Not a hoe in sight
But, you wouldn't understand cause you ain't
Sleepin' on that floor tonight
It's like they waitin' for be to
Flop but I got ambition
I got my eyes up on the prize
It ain't no competition
If you ain't never switch up on me
You woulda been here with me (For me)
And I can give you niggas game
But only if you listen

I been saucin' on you niggas
Now they want the recipe
I can show you how I'm steppin'
You can't get the best of me
I flow like a butterfly, sting like bumblebee
My confidence so high, boy I kill 'em humbly
I'm just tryna motivate the youngins
These niggas out here stealing swag
No they can't take it from me (M-M-M)
Ima stand on all 10's
Tell them boys to run it (Huh)
And whoever at the top
Just know that I'm coming (M-M-M)
M-M-Maybach Music

Headshot another opp, he turnin' in his grave
Hunnid shots on the block
I set this shit ablaze
Fed charges, duckin' cops
Man this shit amaze
Talk down on the block, throwing every gang
(M-M-M) praying for my downfall
Them niggas envy fame (Huh) you kill mine
I kill yours that way we feel the same
No bond murder charge, boy them people came
Still wet everything, leave 'em in the rain
Big diamonds
When you see me say "Big timin'" (Woooo)
Black bottles for the boys
And this rear shinin' (M-M-M)
Suit's and these pussy boys killin' who
Are you really sure this the one to get into?
Niggas smiling with a mouth
Full of gold teeth
I don't fuck your, tell him that he won't eat
Therefore I'm stickin' to the plan
Getting to the riches
These lord is my witness and
I'm still the biggest (M-M-Maybach Music)