Rick Ross, French Montana — We Made It
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We bigger than ever, nigga
I embrace the love
We made it
We made it
Where I came from, there’s no living
So I rose above the bullshit and
I became the man that you see here
Look in my eyes, and you will see no fear
That’s right, I made it
I worked until I got it
That’s why success feels so good
The world knows where the fuck I’m from
Still rock twenty chains, and I never lost one
Enemies envy, [?] Bentley
Bullit proof car, [?] sippin Henisy
West coast weed, and [?]
Ballit book bag, big Benjamans in it
Fuck Rodio, touch mo yayo
We buying all you [?] up for sail
Heavy on the block, never on the net
Several colored rocks, heavy on the neck
I’m riding on the bus, ’cause I miss the cab
Then I hopped in the slab, with my nigga Mistah F.A.B
As the sun set, I can see Mac Dre
R.I.P. to 2Pac, stay true to the game
As the sun set, I can see Mac Dre
R.I.P. to 2Pac, stay true to the game
Ross!
Where I came from, there’s no living
So I rose above the bullshit and
I became the man that you see here
Look in my eyes, and you will see no fear
That’s right, I made it
I worked until I got it
That’s why success feels so good
There’s nothing that can explain this feeling
Spending a million, but that’s just how I’m living, yeah
Blew [?] and all these foreign women [?]
What I been given
My success has no limits
Oh
Mo money, mo problems
Lord knows that I got them
Oh, that’s why I pop bottles
And smoke the Cali bud, it keep me up
Super fly, don’t [?] I’m coming down
Where I came from, there’s no living
So I rose above the bullshit and
I became the man that you see here
Look in my eyes, and you will see no fear
That’s right, I made it
I worked until I got it
That’s why success feels so good
Belly of the beast, couple hundred on the feet
[?] three hundred, I ain’t never met [?]
Three Transformers, I be [?] sleep
Fighting till I’m weak, fighting it for weeks
I ain’t never [?] first had the niggas [?]
[?] glad that you got them
[?] hallway
[?] on the driveway, [?]
Style [?], all my niggas [?] blue
Niggas still tryna copy every style I use
I’m the underdog [?] glimps in the maytrix
Toast to the life, glad a nigga made it
Montana!
Where I came from, there’s no living
So I rose above the bullshit and
I became the man that you see here
Look in my eyes, and you will see no fear
That’s right, I made it
I worked until I got it
That’s why success feels so good
