Pirates Rick Ross

[Intro]
I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh?
Pray for me

[Verse 1]
Hallucination of money, while nigga's stomach just rumble
Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles
Nigga livin' in rubble, but then I'm labelled a rebel
Any nigga wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel
Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill
Steppin' off the Sonoma with the black duffle bag filled
Got a cute bitch with me, favor Kimora, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly (Meek Milli) that nigga worth a few mil
I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch niggas tell, Jabar just got twenty-five
At this point in my life, I'm just tryna survive
Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time
R.I.P. to the legend, 2Pac Shakur with a nine
Makaveli returns, it's God forgives, and I don't
Resurrection of the real, time to get richer than Trump

[Hook]
I'm rollin' the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, four or five bricks
Prayin' on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate