Rick Ross - What A Shame lyrics

(feat. French Montana) [Intro: Rick Ross] What a shame, what a shame Shame on a n***a who tried to run game on a n***a [Hook: French Montana] This is it, boy Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, haaaan Stacking bricks to the sky, this is it, haaaan When my dogs getting high getting rich, haaaan And a n***a rich, haaaan [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Shame on a n***a who tried to run game on a n***a Pull a pistol, bang on a n***a Beamer on the Boulevard, everybody know it's me Bordeaux Polo, smoke eternal weed No room for nonsense, you under new ownership Pulling n***as' cards, giving shooters bonuses f** the rumors, now I'm standing in a room with ya Face, gut, buck 50, got two pistols We the knights of the templar Born dopeboy, oh, I should've been [?] Def Jam see me as a threat now Hundred mill, any less is a let down [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Full magazine, b**h, shoot for the stars Snatch a n***a chain just for posing on the blog Assa**inate a name, n***a spraying in the dark Hate you with a pa**ion, but he asking for a job Shame on a n***a who tried to run game on a n***a Pull a pistol, bang on a n***a Getting money while them other boys bitter I'm an artist and my n***as are the realest What a shamme p**y n***as wear glitter Put to sleep by the pillowcase k**er Black Benz, black weed, black bottle, n***a Rich, dirty n***as still mobbing, n***a [Hook]