Rick Ross, Meek Mill, Anthony Hamilton - Lamborghini Doors lyrics

Real talk
So when my nigga Meek caught his case
I went to visit him
I'm walking up to the jail
All the niggas start repping
Beating on glass, kicking the doors, and shit
So when I walk through the door
The captain tell me
"You can't come in here" okay, cool
Came back two weeks later, I got access
Soon as I got on the cell block
I heard him all the way from down the hallway
My nigga had on yellow Balenciagas
Ha ha ha ha

Started off poor with plans to own more
To ridin' under stars, the life we lived for
Dreamin' of things we can't afford
But now we comin' up
Like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon' love me, they gon' love me now


I bet they tell they friends
They wanna fuck me now, yeah
I bet they say, "He put his niggas on"
Now we comin' up like
Them Lamborghini doors, ooh

Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham
I could plan a record or just draw the weapon
She know I'm livin' reckless
Lookin' at my necklace
I'ma blow this 40 on me
You can save the lectures
Homicides rise as the sun falls
Watch your dog die as my gun bark
These helicopters rise for the one in charge
If I sentence you to die
Well that's a hundred shots
Judge bangin' like a blood
Show a nigga love
Caught him with a kilo so he
Hit him with a dub
We bulletproof the trucks like
The ones in Iraq where I'm at
You lock your door and you usin' a latch
Now it's stones on my hands, Roberto Durans
Stood tall in the feds
Don't fold on the fam
Tryna point me to the money
No holdin' my hand
Somebody take me to the bank
'cause it open at ten

Yeah, uh
Poverty stricken, boy, you gotta be kiddin'
Livin' like we hit the lottery, nigga
I been tippin' since Scottie was Pippen
Chad was sippin' and before I had that bag
I used to bag them bitches
I'm so cocky and I'm confident
All these killers in my ambiance
Say what I want, nobody's stopin' it
Get off my dick, nigga
Where you was at when I
Could've died for this?
Or die for that? Real nigga, roger that
Said I took a loss but I got it back, woo
Me and all my dogs sell a lot of that food
Talkin' to the law
Knowin' that it's not cool
Make me shoot a rapper like
My name was Benny Boom
Started out with nothin'
Now a nigga in a room
Sweepin' rich bitches off they
Feet like a broom
Double-M G, bitch, you know how we move
Whole lot of choppers, nigga
I could never lose

I was amazed oh how it turned their heads
I mastered the game
Oh how they raised their hands
Like Lamborghini doors we, we're going up
We, we're going up
We, we're going up, oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors we, we're going up
We, we're going up (So high)
We, we're going up, oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors (Maybach Music)

Uh, paintings on the wall
You never know the cost
You bangin' on the boss
The boy'll be a corpse
I'm steppin' through the door
My back against the wall
My pockets fat enough to catch
A nigga if I fall love to see a pretty bitch
Rollin' a wood leaf phone ringin'
Smilin' like I got some gold teeth
I caught a bird, jet smarter on the Maltese
I left a chick out in DC out on the NorthEast
(Trel) such a feelin'
Niggas killin' for my poetry (boss)
Tryna go back underground
That's once they notice me (boss)
I'm really not the one
You wanna handle funny (never)
At the Grammys
My lil' homie had the hammer on him
You niggas out of style
With your weddin' vows
I still be makin' rounds
Like I'm Kevin Liles (what up)
Time to set a date for trial
We never settle out (bring it)
Them Lamborghini doors
You see me steppin' out

Started off poor with plans to own more
To ridin' under stars, the life we lived for
Dreamin' of things we can't afford
But now we comin' up
Like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon' love me, they gon' love me now
I bet they tell they friends
They wanna fuck me now, yeah
I bet they say, "He put his niggas on"
Now we comin' up like
Them Lamborghini doors, ooh