Rick Ross, Kendrick Lamar, Meek Mill - Power Circle lyrics

If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor

You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky Madoff everything I deserve
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
Do the math, I'm a motherfucking G nigga

It's all on me now, as you can see now
I'm gon' get this money and
I will not be denied
Been shittin' on you fucks a long time
Time to pee now
When you finish first they hate you worse
Startin to see now
I'm at the round table, where your seat at?
Where your plate, where your lobster
Where your sea bass?
We ain't never left, acting like we back
You should see us now taking
Pictures acting like we rap
This the circle that'll murk you, blackout
Short circuit somebody show them square ass
Niggas the first exit this here reserved for
Soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and
Where you step more carefully
If I fall in the field and
Ain't no more air for me
Pour some on the ground and put
One in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck 'em
They know already but fuck 'em
Tell 'em again with a middle
Finger and a chuckle
You don't know nann nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then crank the Lac up
One match left, this the last turn
Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
I'mma earn 'til the last court adjourn
'Til the last gavel drop we
Gon' have it locked we gon' have it locked
We gon' have it locked

I'm part of the small percentage of niggas
Who make it out the ghetto
But niggas tried to pull me
Back cause misery loves company
It's funny how they come for me
When they see me living comfortably
But when I was broke and sleeping on
Floors they ain't want nothing from me
My future's so bright but my past so ugly
And I just try to correct it all
But it all still haunts me
Tried to section off the past
But it still haunts me
So I accept what got me here
Reflecting in this rocking chair
All this space created
All that hard work it got me here
So what I look like telling a
Nigga that I shouldn't be here
Power to the people so the
People shouldn't live in fear
And I'll be that raising voice and
Tell the people treat us fair
Warring in the streets tell them
Soldiers to meet us there
Out in the open all alone
I felt the coldest air
Secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there
Not even a voice, not even an ear
No one alive, no one to care
Now I got a power circle
Now I'm on a power trip
And they calling me counterfeit cause I
Ain't gave a coward shit stone me
Throw me a pile of shit but you
Won't pull me out of it
It's funny how it comes full circle
Now they wanna be a part of the power circle
They wanna be a part of the power circle

May the wind be at your back
May the bad be in your past
May the kids take all your good
And your wife have class
And you realize your goals
And what's life without grind
Those niggas, yo' niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine
May the wind be at your back
May the bad be in your past
May the kids take all your good
And your wife have class
And you realize your goals
And what's life without grind
Those niggas, yo' niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine

There's a difference between underrated
And hasn't made it
Once you successful they relentlessly
Giving you hatred
There's no applause for ya and
Success is hard for ya
There's enemies, envy
With green my niggas - lawnmower
And I'm on tour, Jordan 4's, Tom Ford
And I ain't thugging, they clapping at me
A encore got a dark heart, bright mind
Make women crazy
I give her D, I throw up two
I call that shit a safety shit is crazy when
Entertainment ain't entertaining
And my inner sanctum need real
Estate I'm out my cabeza
Jealousy's for the weak
You ain't happy I made it
I be feeling like brother Malcolm
Just out of the Nation
Allah got us cause if we
Hollered a lost numbers
I seen hustlers turn cluckers
Out niggas grandmothers
So shut the fuck up and listen
Fuck all them stuck up musicians
My circle small but regardless
My circumference official
My clothes different like quarterbacks
At a closed scrimmage
They gon' blitz us but ain't no
Way that they gon' hit us i'm so elusive
So my niggas be goin' through it
Guess it's a wrap when your
Co-defendant make soul music
Cash rule the world - at
Least it do with girls
At least it do with churches
Seek the truth and true it hurts
If they real
Then they real - my niggas deserve it
And we don't deal with weak
Squares in this power circle
We don't deal with weak squares
In this power circle

I'm like welcome to the power circle
I came a long way
I started with a powdered circle
Clique full of real niggas
That'll probably murk you
Cause they about that murder game you
Do a lot of verbal
Lotta talking, lotta Tweeting
'til you hear that chopper speaking
Kill my dog, I kill your dog, we tied even
I'd believe it
If you see it then you got it
Nigga never give up
Cause if you grindin' you gon' be
Rich before you can look up
My cousin Knock told me never
Teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the
Low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
The streets say I'm the hottest
And a nigga still modest
I'm just being honest back to the wall
Never let 'em get behind us
Mac in my draws fitting right in my designers
Look at my persona, I dreamed it
Woke up and conquered
And there was commas after commas
I eat 'em like Benihanas
Put the shrimp over the pasta
The pasta over the lobster
And the lobster over the table
Power circle a mafia just talkin' money
Talkin' money what you talkin' bout?
Probably talkin' bout us
We the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk about

Look inside the eyes of
The last Mohicans survived
You won't last a weekend outside
Seen a pastor tweaking
Then sunk his teeth in a rock his demise
Later on that evening you heard the
Grieving of angels that cried
See a demon don't compromise
And so I walk alone with a
Cross and a diamond stone
I'm a diamond inside the rough
That's too mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in YSL
Put my voice on this microphone
Put you pussy niggas through hell
Hell's fire, I never lie
You will never grind
I know the priors they running by
Us when we do crime
I know that section eight
Wanna discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio State gave
Me 30 racks in July
Oh Lord, this can't be life
No it can't be life
When they day breaks and
You earned them stripes
And you learned that strike
From upstate will adjourn that life
And confirm that life
It's good bait for the warden that
Might get awarded and write
Now your fate can record it
Denied a reporter replied
The death rate will eventually climb
So eventually I'm
On a track race for the dough before
Time get a clock that resigns
So about face if it ain't
Business, I get offended, i mind
Now one fake, I'm a realist in strive
I'm a billion in five
Well a billion cause the limit is the
Sky and I live on cloud nine
And I recognize my nemesis gon' try to
Put a finish in my shine
But pussy, we'll hurt you
Life in the power circle

Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on, am I right?
Tried to warn you niggas
I tried to warn you niggas
It's too late now double M-G
Too much cake too much power
Too much respect bow down, nigga
Ugh!