Quick - Empire lyrics

[Intro: Boosie Badazz] Empire, help me stack up my riches Empire, protect me thru the treches Listen, think big and we can all make it Protect the boss, cause if I leave right now we all naked Empire, our talent right now is proven Empire, can't be on that Batron Rouge sh** [Verse 1: Boose Badazz] We ball exclusive, bags of gold sh**, me and my dawg Juicy Whole lable lethal, real people love our music Empire, get off your a** if you wanna see a bag I'm on my dick, kick rocks if you can't bring a bag Bid farwell to prison, now it's business and wealth Eatings my vision, money is health Bigger than ever, rich forever, I got real estate Business move, finess'n dudes, track life, poker face I'm the one man show, we straight, we jet ride I'd like to welcome the whole world to my f**in' empire [Verse 2: Lee Banks] Let's get it No more hell, no more jail No more catching sales No more bags on the pistol just to catch the shells Told my mama no more stressing when we check the mail I got us, put that on me, just pray I never fail I told em' bout them n***as, they won't listen Now they looking at the pictures on the Insta Tryna figure how we living Came from a shack with them cracks in the ceiling Taking losses everything 3 months n***a, now I'm winning Crowd on the beach, chain swing and they listen No more rainy days over here, everyday Christmas Ballin' like them boys up on 95 n***a If Badazz Jordan, then I gotta be Pippen (p**y) [Verse 3: Juicy Badazz] Empire, b**h I'm Nicki of the clique Dropping hit after hit, all these n***as wanna hit Im focused on the bag, too legit to quit Go and get some money n***a, get up off your dick Empire, who ya love Sissa Maya Hot girl, wipe me down cause I got that fire AK A hundred rounds if you wanna try and make that It's goin' down, f** with this empire [Verse 4: Quick] Empire, when I spit it, I set the booth on fire Can't deny, cause I'm comin' with it a million miles I keep the fire, I set it off Applyin pressure, no letting off That ENT, we taking off Thanks to the boss, we run the south Everything's real sh** comin' out my mouth We speak the truth, it never fail We stacking mail, saying f** jail If you ain't built like us, then tuck your tail We all dawgs, we don't buck at all When it's time to k**, we bite sh** Mike Tyson, nothin' icy I know you heard bout them indictments, b**h [Verse 5: OG Dre] We them n***as that make lips quiver Fixin' to shake the game, better grip something Imma be off the leash in a room full of actors I'll emcee box a n***a quick Think that I'm gonna make her rich She get nothing but conversation and dick She gotta split in a minute I gotta get back to the studio making these hits n***a, I am It boy, in a clown mask Ready for whatever with my empire These days, I see more back, I see more back But the K's are coming I'm a boss n***a, but I might send ya four n***a, posted up with my hands folded n***a, run up on me and see the crossroads You are not a thug, turn you dust and bones