Rick Ross - Walkin' On Air lyrics

I pray we all live forever I pray I'm a servant to all prophets May I be rich forever Money on my head, p**y boy, that ain't enough Bullet to your trap strapped in my armored truck Your mami house next, tell that b**h to duck Ain't no sympathying in a city streets That's all I ever heard from my older G's She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps Slip a black snake in a n***a's sheets Bought a b**h a hundred acres, all red roses Half you n***as Judas, I'm the son of Moses Illuminated, resurrected as Sela**ie Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we dope boys (Dope boys) Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the a**holes My salvation is the cash flow Whoa, oh I'm walking on air I'm talking big b**h, I'm talking big I'm talking big, b**h, I'm talking big We do it big b**h, we do it big I'm into fashion, n***a, John the Baptist My loyalty respected all across the atlas I can have you and your team finalized All your kids screaming in Mount Sinai Holy Ghost, the divine spirit My heart pure, he a real n***a She let me f** early so she trustworthy Her p**y sacred so she getting all the purses In his name I'm Supreme Lord The Book of Leviticus is the springboard Jesus Christ, look at this n***a's ice Better yet, look at this n***a's life I'm walking on air You already know, I give and go when I get that dough n***a with that O, I move that sh** like tic-tac-toe And these be n***as be hating like "Meek Mill, how you get that ho?" 'Cause I get that dough, and I spit that flow Just check my style and look at that Roll' On my wrist, on some sh**, make a call, "Who is this?" Think it's Benjie on the line and he called, tried to flip What I do? Make a call, call Papi for a brick And papi call José, 'cause José got fish Now I'm 30,000 feet up with my feet up, rollin' weed up p**y n***as couldn't bluff us, couldn't beat us Throwing curve balls in the field to get your ear like Derek Jeter Double M, yeah that's the team, I know they see us, yeah Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute I'm talking big, b**h, I'm talking big I'm talking big, b**h, I'm talking big We do it big, b**h, we do it big f** a tutor, better get a shooter Teach your a** a lesson when they runnin' into ya Fiends lining up like we having communions This my daily bread and you n***as consumers All I ever wanted was to make scrilla Have a recording session with J Dilla Sela**ie, Exodus Corinthians, Leviticus I'm on the books, I study well Getting money, b**hes know me well (Huh) Sela**ie Sela**ie Pray I never die I pray I never die