Singer: Rick Ross
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Song: Idols Become Rivals
Rick Ross - Idols Become Rivals Lyrics (LRC) (05:35-335-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:00.00]By RentAnAdviser.com
[00:00.00]Yo this Chris Rock!
[00:02.00]I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay.
[00:04.80]We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rosé.
[00:07.70]That's how we do it.
[00:09.20]That's all we do,
[00:11.10]Belaire Rosé!
[00:12.80]Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga?
[00:15.70]You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop.
[00:18.10]You can't handle this, nigga,
[00:20.30]you can't handle, sit down in the corner,
[00:23.20]shut the fuck up
[00:24.80]and take notes, bitch.
[00:27.70]Just take notes
[00:33.20]I used to see niggas on TV, man
[00:36.10]I used to be like, "Yo, them niggas so blessed, you know what I'm sayin'?"
[00:39.70]If I had that opportunity, you know what I'm sayin'?
[00:42.80](Maybach Music)
[00:44.90]Damn, I grew up on that Cash Money
[00:48.10]Bling bling, was well known to flash money
[00:51.40]Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
[00:54.00]Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
[00:57.50]Pistol on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
[00:59.90]We veterans so it's better if you go get your army
[01:03.70]A thug holiday is where your body lay
[01:06.60]Me and Trick Daddy come from a common place
[01:09.70]So us gettin' money, that's just a conversation
[01:12.60]It's so hard stayin' rich and miss the confrontations
[01:15.80]Cigars in the Oval Office, Ronald Reagan
[01:18.70]Hug Barack Obama whisper as-salāmu ʿalaykum
[01:22.20]Live for the moment, die for the streets
[01:25.20]Bible on the dash, kilos on the seat
[01:28.20]I used to see you niggas on my TV screen
[01:31.10]And wondered what was life like, was it all a dream?
[01:34.50]And then I met you out on LiveNation dates
[01:37.10]Came to the realization that your watch was fake
[01:40.30]Damn... you nearly broke my heart
[01:43.60]I really thought you niggas really owned them cars
[01:52.30]I used to look up to you, nigga, uh
[01:58.80]Hard to point a finger when you live a life of sin
[02:01.90]I'ma bring my niggas with me if I lose or win
[02:04.90]Bought a fleet of cars, let the bitches tag along
[02:07.90]This little thing of ours, not the ones to tattle on
[02:10.80]Omerta the code, Met Ball, parties with Vogue
[02:13.90]Still blowin' thick smoke while you powder your nose
[02:16.90]Such a head rush until the day the feds rush
[02:20.40]That's when you niggas wish you put your bread up
[02:23.00]Leased whips, bad blood, that shit'll sink ships
[02:26.10]Fast money comin' slow, you better think quick
[02:29.40]Rap game, so much fuck shit done
[02:31.90]That's why this .45 in my Trukfit trunks
[02:35.50]Fuck a skateboard, I went and got a Wraith, boy
[02:38.60]Catholic record labels, niggas gettin' raped, boy
[02:41.20]Birdman's a priest, moans in his synagogue
[02:44.10]Publishin' is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord
[02:47.90]Shots fired, home invasion out on Palm Isle
[02:51.10]Red beam detonators, who the bomb now?
[02:54.10]Look you in your eyes, nigga, 'fore I say good night
[02:57.20]And pray that Mannie Fresh'll get to see the light
[03:06.50]Damn, Stunna, I loved you, nigga
[03:09.20]Hate it came to this
[03:10.30](Maybach Music)
[03:12.70]You stole them boys pub and bought a foreclosure
[03:15.60]Scott Storch demons in it, which is more poison
[03:18.90]I handed over records, never charged a coin
[03:21.80]But could sense the sentiment, I'm talkin' all along
[03:25.30]All Miami issues, Rozay handle for him
[03:27.90]Same way Big Ducky do for me in California
[03:30.70]Never slippin', got relationships with the trillest niggas
[03:33.80]Tony Draper, J Prince and ever Jimmy Henchmen
[03:37.50]Plenty killers and I know that Diddy with it
[03:40.20]Tyga, chinchilla, really ain't no penny pinchin'
[03:43.70]Knew that you would never visit BG
[03:46.50]Turk came home, take that boy a three piece
[03:49.10]Shootin' dope, usin' cok...........
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