The Great Americans Rick Ross (Ft. Fabolous, Gunplay & Rockie Fresh)

[Intro: Rockie Fresh]
Rockie Fresh, and I'm from Chicago
(M-M-M-Maybach Music)
Where young niggas die every few seconds
But we still just wanna be great Americans, yeah

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Uh, I was born to be another number
So was number one, I pray I never fumble
Uh, I used to wear the cheapest clothes
Now my posters in the reefer stores (Huh)
I be posted like I’m 7’4"
'Til the day I'm knocking at my heaven's door
Just like Club LIV when that confetti fall
I fell in love with the game, damn it's a distant love
I let her see it just to tell her friends what she saw
200 mil' how I get it, damn I can't be far
I keep my sneakers low cut (Uh)
Heat fitted, G-5 with the nose up
I'm self made, St. Regis with the toast up
Room service, Belaire, time to toast up
My attraction have African in them happy homes
Never seen a square nigga with a happy home
All the money generated, double M the greatest (Maybach Music)
Rest in peace to every genius that never made it
Don't it sound like I'm dedicated?
Joe Flacco deal, nigga with hot flows
Whole cheerleading squad all through my iPhone
All them hoes in my iPhone, nigga, yeah
Sneakers snow white, nigga, at the fifty-yard line (Huh)