[Produced by Major Seven, Co-Produced by KE on The Track]

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Masterminds! We gon' get this forever
You know whenever we link up, my n***a
They think this shit comes from outer space or something, haha
N***a, let’s get this money n***a, woo, woo
Masterminds, R-O-C, double M-G!
Jay, I got it, I got it

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Four stacks for the heels on my bitch feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki's
Tell the plug that I'm lookin' for an increase
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a n***a name and the car start
N***a switching lane to lane like Wal-Mart
Sippin' Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashing on the four-door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo
Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old bitch for my new bitch
Cause my new bitch something like a nympho
Fuck the game raw when I came in it
Getting money ever since I came in it
You couldn't stop me if you tried
Motherfucker cause the devil is a lie
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n***a talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherfucker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm alive, the devil is a lie

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen
N***as seen a 36 at 16
100K for the 16
N***a's stick dirty but his dick clean
My money goin' on the deep end
Talkin' half a milli' for the weekend
Contract like a n***a play defense
Curtains in the Maybach bitch peek in
Now the bitches wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot
Dope boys on the goal n***a
Went gold 6 times for a gold digger
Black bottle and a bad bitch
Club Armani where the cash is
Dubai I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor n***a, Burj Khalifa!
[Chorus: Rick Ross & JAY-Z]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n***a talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherfucker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie (I got 'em, Ricky!)
The devil is a lie
Bitch I'm alive, the devil is a lie

[Verse 3: Jay Z]
Is it truth or it's fiction, is it truth or it's fiction?
Is Hova atheist? I never fuck with True Religion
Am I down with the devil 'cause my roof come up missin'?
Is that Lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin'?
That's D'usse baby welcome to the dark side
Coulda got blacklist for the crack shit
White Jesus in my crock pot
I mix the shit with some soda
Now I'm black Jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
Beast Coast, winnin' at life, n***a, cheat code
The hatin' is flagrant, hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the RICO, them black people
Devil want these n***as hate they own kind
Gotta be Illuminati if a n***a shine
Oh we can't be a n***a if a n***a rich?
Oh we gotta be the devil that's some n***a shit
You seen what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on the Barney's like we own the bitch
Give the money to the hood, now we all win
Got that Barney's floor lookin' like a VIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Mavado, boy I'm that gully
Gettin white money but I'm still black
All these n***as claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, Mansa Musa
From a lie, the devil is a lie, I'm the truth, yeah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n***a talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherfucker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm alive, the devil is a lie