[Verse: Rick Ross]
My last white was 20 million
So familiar like Tookie Williams, I'm in the building
My conversation is cash money
I fly private, rarely do I have luggage
Riding through the ghetto, where I'm from, the kids love me
Every day I'm rocking jewels, I know they wanna touch me
Repercussions mandatory when you injure mine
Every time I step on the block my dick on the line
Burning like a candle in Versace sandals
My persona on the camera, that's just how it's handled
Put me in, coach, I'm going to the paint
Ran a couple two-a-days ad took me to the bank
Mark my words, I know you're broke, I see it in your face
Art Basel, twin chains, I spend it on the vase
US Marshals came to cut the gates
I'm Double M, I'm known to beat the case