Rick Ross, John Legend, Lil Wayne - Maybach Music VI lyrics

JUSTICE League

Oh, glidin' through the city to my place
(My place) it feels like we're floatin'
Up in outer space (And you can still)
Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to shit from way back
(Maybach Music)
Oh, ah, Maybach Music (Maybach Music)

Flows mind-blowing
These niggas switching the topic
All dick-riders, your label labeled erotic
You got a couple dollars, but really
It's barely modest couldn't sign me if you
Niggas was payin' homage playin' both sides
Convicted you with verdict pay a lil' rider
Come hit you up for the murder
Chains all hollow
I peeped soon as I heard it
These niggas be talkin' shooter
But quick to send they attorney
Is it really real, like Candy Lady allure?
Money overboard, kilos washin' ashore
Paintings on the wall
Versace down to the drawers
Currency come in Crypto
You know they tapin' our calls
Chariots and lofts, niggas legs crossed
Talkin' long money
But they conversation's short
New accolades with women for me to toss
They call it "the road
To riches", regardless, i had to walk
Now it's too many cars
They say I live in a bubble
But I make it the point
We poppin' all through the Summer
Got pilots and gunners, receivers
Passers and punters
My pockets playin' for keeps
G's get more than what's common
I made a few mistakes, I pray I get to repent
The passion came from the pain
I'm paintin' you all my sins
Warhol, Art Basel how it's so soft
More raw 'til Hov cut the 'fro off

Glidin' through the city to my place
(My place) it feels like we're floatin'
Up in outer space (And you can still)
Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to shit from way back
(Maybach Music) oh, ah, Maybach Music

Let's go for a ride to
Where your heart desire
I put your heart in drive
I'll let you borrow mine
My feet on top the clouds
I walk a thousand miles
She got them soft pussy lips
Call it cotton mouth
And I'm on autopilot, got a larger closet
I'm at target practice
You at Target shoppin'
Second hand smoke got her
Vision partly cloudy her eyes get so watery
Them bitches started drownin'
On the ride of a lifetime
Watch out for the rats, mice
Cons and the pythons
No Triple H, my God, I'm so sky high
Comin' down from the night sky
Like a lightening rod
Shine like some ice, nice vibes
Like a kite flyin' no strings attached
We replace it with a lifeline
Out of body feelin'
Out our clothes and our right minds
Baby, ride me like a bumpy road
To the high rise, yeah, yeah

Glidin' through the city to my place
(My place) it feels like we're floatin'
Up in outer space (And you can still)
Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to shit from way back
(Maybach Music) oh, ah, Maybach Music
Glidin' through the city to my place
(My place) it feels like we're floatin'
Up in outer space (And you can still)
Oh, Maybach Music