Rick Ross
Lemon Pepper Freestyle
[Intro]
Six minutes, no features just bars
Listen, and listen good
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Fifteen making moves hitting milestones
With everything on the line can't talk mild tones
I'm sorry but not really, that's just how it's got to be
Crazy at such a young age what I seen
I seen partners switch, fathers ditch, mothers ditch leaving a half of a heart up to pitch
Crazy that ain't even me, but we'll get there in a minute
Seen so many hit they limit and stop elevating with it
And that ain't always rock bottom, is it?
Congratulations to those hitting they goals
But if after the fact you ain't moving, you'll never be winning
And that's a law just as much as physics
Once something's in motion you can't kill it
And if you lеtting something stop you, you not winning
Some peoplе grow with age, some people grow with pain
I jus combine all my experiences and put them on the page, man it's crazy
I seen adults act more childish than my little bro, and he childish
Tryna have adult conversation, they only see a youngin' wilding
When in reality at least I'm tryin because I know these people eyeing
Supposed to be examples, them supposed to be's was lying
And I ain't mean no disrespect when I say that
But if you affected by my tone when I say that
Just rewind the playback, cause I was probably talking to you when I laid that
[Bridge]
I ain't tripping bout it though, nah never
This was made for your listening pleasure
I'm jus tryna spread my wings like when I first sat down at B-Dubs and ordered that 20 piece Lemon Pepper
I ain't tripping bout it though, nah never
This was made for your listening pleasure
I'm jus tryna spread my wings like when I first sat down at B-Dubs and ordered that 20 piece Lemon Pepper

[Verse 2]
Jus did the math the other day
Two years ten thousand plays
So right now I'm calling it, in the next few years I'm gon' replicate
And I'm gon' multiply
Build up from the base, gain the label: "great"
Then maybe I'll find a place that I can occupy and call mine
Though it's never been bout numbers or bread
They misunderstand, get it set in they heads
But then you shout it loud and clear, still can't get it through they heads
And that don't add up
Just like getting your shot, just to pass up
Just like hating a song, turn around and gas up
But maybe that's the human nature speaking
Call them out, then they really tweaking
Call yourself out, now they really geeking
Then make them realize they own flaws by your faults, shoot
Now they going into overload
Boatloads of suppression spewing out into the ocean
And you watchin with a smile
Catch yourself and wonder
Who really was the villain?
[Verse 3]
See what I did there? Probably didn't
300 on the 'Gram
20 likes on the posts and I'm wondering where's the dividend?
Is it IG or the people on the transmitting end?
Walk a blurred line of cynical and hopeful
Rarely trust these days, too much in the scene that woeful
Ain't attained fame but these snakes on me like I'm a mogul
So although I say it loosely, I be weary when somebody call me bro bro
Sometimes I think bout goin solo
But last time I did I got so low
Now I'm barely recoverin
Like when Pusha ain't profit off "I'm lovin it", uh
One thing I can't stand with is pettiness
How you mad bout my money when I'm pretty much penniless?
I'm jus tryna set sum goals for myself
I'm jus tryna be smart about my wealth
I'm jus tryna take care of my health, in all aspects
And if that don't concern you, stop asking
But it's no hard feelings we all got our imperfections
Long as we stay consistent and keep working for the blessings
Some people I don't mess with
Still don't carry nothing towards nobody, end of discussion

[Verse 4]
Its just insane to me I already seen hitta's ride my wave
Insane how much they love me in the dark but in the light hate my guts
Don't think I ain't see you on the road I paved
Posted once about a music video
Same viewers makin theirs the next day
What a coincidence
Made a label, next week saw five the same in almost every way
And as the sun sets again
I'm seeing more and more that this ain't a game
So if you ain't with it, get with it
If you with it, then stick with it
Time gon' reveal who travel, and who pivot
Regardless I'ma score
I'ma win it
Give me my flowers by spring next year, no Plymouth
Yeah
Give me my flowers spring next year, I ain't talking Plymouth
We on a different type of time
These is different kinds of rhymes
Sight 360 not fine lines
But like a line I never end
In your dreams you can't pretend
It's just not possible
Got it on a locked mode
You butthurt? Sorry bro
I mean that with sincerity, but I ain't high and mighty
So I'm still searching for clarity
Can't let myself be drowsy, like the motto of a Claritin
48 hours no sleep ain't a rarity
I recognize my needs, but recognize my situation
Still got a few years though, I prolly should be patient
Yeah
I prolly should be patient but I hate waiting
Like how I hate in this game you gotta flex to have weight and
Only once you go triple plat', they might let you weigh in
Shout-out to them hittas ain't make it out in time
'Cause I know they moms was crying for days on end
That's why I gotta thank God for my life by every day's end
So many things unforeseen, so much death even if you really ain't dead
Let me explain that
Death is the ending of vital processes
So you pretty much dead if you ain't processing
Put my lyrics in the CC, so you can learn those lessons
Uh
[Verse 5]
Big dreams
Intuition
Got nothin but a story to tell
And that's my mission
I'm jus hoping that they listen, Love Yourz truly
Vocals this clean is just tradition
Gotta hand it to my pops for helping me with that transition
I remember being shy on the mic
I saw so much competition
He the first one ever gave me recognition
I jus wanna make him proud, him, God, my mom
And I'ma say it loud, they gon' know I'm profound
They say my head up in the clouds but it's where my vision at
Takeoff like the Migos, and we go, off the ground
Think it's time they do me like Quise, and hand me the crown
Yeah
2 books Packed with bars, hold the keys and the scars of my back and my heart
I be staring at the stars, no Lamar but it's Logic that I'm Under all this Pressure
But what don't kill make you stronger
I'm a Big Steppa'
They be sour when they handed Lemons, pass it over then
I jus measure and then mix it with the Pepper
And I stand on what I said, that's forever
Gone