Scientology Rick Ross

[Intro]
(Bink! Be number one)
Welcome to the Scientology of hip-hop
Where you must sign a life long contract as well
Welcome (Maybach Music)

[Verse 1]
You're so lucky to grow and age, lucky to go insane
They say they spotted some cancer, mucus built on your brain
But you tell me to keep on prayin', really, this is a blessin'
Many been long and gone, family, your true possessions
Admit I made some mistakes, can't blame it on adolescence
So infected with greed, havin' somethin' to see
I was runnin' in circles and it was right next to me
This must have been God's wishes 'cause all my friends went to prison
Nothin' like Bryan Williams, but when they come home, I kiss 'em
Hold on, give me a second, refreshin' my recollection
Labels, we playin' chess, nothin' I'm not contested
You niggas is stupid thinkin' Craig Kallman won't send his shooters
They've been robbin' for years, no fear to blow out your noodles
Lookin' at B.I.G and Pac, imaginin' all the profits
Afeni sittin' at home, Picture Me Rollin knockin'
No royalties in her pocket, who really is there to blame?
Each man feed a man, children, we give the game
Scientology prophets, you better stay in your lane
Let me roll up some green