Ayo, check

[Verse 1]
Look
Can you feel it?
Woke the demon up to even my odds to win (Okay)
The bigger the light, the quicker they come
Not losing a bet today
They know me now, I′m fixed up
Ain't tryna go broke again
Let′s hit the parade
See all these years been tryna get (Over the fence)
Can't even lie or pretend
They over looking 'cause they know I'm (Better than them)
Life′s a moviе on demand
Watch how I′m building my way up
GOAT status, dreams will pay off
And I shoot for [? goal/goat], playoffs
Light your cigar, so blaze off
Yеah, it's time to blow (Blow, blow)
I′ve been moving in stealth
The moves are super quiet (Quiet, quiet, quiet)
I've been ticking the bomb
But got no time so
Got it all figured out
Can never shut me off
Count me out
Knocking down every door unannounced
Rolling stone rock
[?], time to go kill 'em again (Again)
Bitch, don′t give a fuck
Don't make me riddle your pain
It's in the name
Bleeding will not be in vein
Ain′t no way that we gon' stop
Had to pick up a new brush
Bring heat to the scene
Kill ′em, repeat
You know the routine
(Maybach Music)
You know what time it is...
[Verse: Rick Ross]
Hunnid stacks on the watch
Hunnid blocks on the dot
Ricky Ross new whip
Tennis shoes and the socks
I'm up in secret city
Yeah, that boy got that bling on
You better get the phone
Them bricks selling like ring tones
I′m stepping out fresh
I'm stepping out clean
My n***a young mob the boy D.P.C
When I′m up in the D
We gon' stunt like a dog
My n***as dropped out of school
But we subject to ball
Don't worry bout the crackers 'cause the crackers ain′t sharp
How I'm looking in the Phantom
Bitch, you know that I'm the mob
See the grill in the front
I get the feeling of flaunts
Fuck how you feeling
Ricky Ross I get a million a month
So mob, so mob
How I get it so mob (So mob)
Pulling up to the trap
Fresh off of blow jobs (Blow jobs)
Yeah, them thousand-dollar jeans
Pussy n***as tell lies
If you waiting on the side
Boy, just hit my cell back