Rick Ross - All Good lyrics

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Rick Ross - All Good lyrics

[Produced by: Watson The Great] [Intro: Rick Ross] I, uh, I hung the chandeliers in the trap boy Uh, Double M, Trae what up [Bridge: Trae tha Truth] Me against the world, got it from the bottom Now I'm on my own sh**, they wasn't on sh** [Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] I'm giving 'em tec, 'til it knock the king of it back Stable or something I'm not you better not think too attached No feelings to catch, dreams get cut, better relax No vacation, like get you packed ain't never teaching, it's fact I was in a state of mind of somebody who prolly finna trip I wanted a piece of a peace of mind' but it got up and dipped Minus the whip I hope the b**h crazy she end where she deserve Let you go to workin' my nerves, so you power minus the surgeon In this demonstration of prayers, no words I'm spazzin' Hear the kick in for the river and that's nothing you has been For everything they ever done my heart colder than Aspen While they wake up, I barely sleep overdosin' on aspirine Sick of people stoppin' and knockin', but still they jock when it's poppin' The type to work with his arm, they go to poppin' and rockin' Right off in traffic I'm hoppin, that hatred up for adoption 'Bout to be relocated, play with me it can't be no option [Hook: Price of Audio Push] Me against the world but I still won't quit Got it from the bottom so it's been a long trip I had a lot of n***as, now I'm on my own sh** Had a few hoes but they wasn't on sh** They know I had a lot of wins, a couple L's The money come, it never fails, they know it's all good When the money gone, you see the real, they switching up It never fails, but still it's all good [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Never ran from the opposition Every opportunity I get to bomb, I'ma bomb on a p**y n***a If you count pockets n***as better watch mine Get money, get p**y, let my watch shine Six figures for the show n***a Get fifty for the after party and that's for the low n***a You better hold them to your ho n***a Fast money runnin' rappin' now she runnin' with a dope n***a Two door rolls Royce n***a Your man making payments, I just paid it off and gon paint it boy Still text your old lady boy She hit back everytime you land up in your lazy boy Strip club, black bottle time to pour it up Peep the weakness in the game I had to sew it up Yeah, I had to sew it up Get money, where you from n***a? Throw it up [Hook: Price of Audio Push] Me against the world but I still won't quit Got it from the bottom so it's been a long trip I had a lot of n***as, now I'm on my own sh** Had a few hoes but they wasn't on sh** They know I had a lot of wins, a couple L's The money come, it never fails, they know it's all good When the money gone, you see the real, they switching up It never fails, but still it's all good [Verse 3: T.I.] Me against the world that's apparent to me Okay my momma she ain't wanna be a parent to me So I'm standing on the corner smokin' marijuana Tryna get the package out to Carolina They ain't 'bout the dinosaurs in the dope game Lookin' for the doors to the room full of c**aine All I ever dreamed Was a beamer and a girl of the cover of a magazine Extended magazine On a chopper and a Glock forty and a mini fourteen Fully automatic, let the motherf**er have it Bet they paralyze him if they missin' no bustin' cabbage I'm from Atlanta the real one The place where you ain't gotta start a culture, steal one Yeah, from where you can be the man 'til you k** one And a bird ain't sh**, until you deal one Bankroll Mafia [Hook: Price of Audio Push] Me against the world but I still won't quit Got it from the bottom so it's been a long trip I had a lot of n***as, now I'm on my own sh** Had a few hoes but they wasn't on sh** They know I had a lot of wins, a couple L's The money come, it never fails, they know it's all good When the money gone, you see the real, they switching up It never fails, but still it's all good