Rick Ross - Walkin` On Air (Feat. Meek Mill)

I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head pussy boy that ain't enough
Pull up to your trap strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in the city streets
That's all I ever heard from my older G's
She say she love me but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres all red roses
Half you niggas Judas I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads we dopeboys
Baptized by the dopeboys ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Woah oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
We do it big bitch we do it big
I'm into fashion nigga John the Baptist
My loyalty respected all across the atlas
I can have you and your team finalized
All your kids screaming at Mount Sinai
Holy Ghost the divine spirit
My heart pure he a real nigga
She let me fuck early so she trustworthy
Her pussy sacred so she getting all the purses
In his name I'm Supreme Lord
The Book of Leviticus is the springboard
Jesus Christ look at this nigga's ice
Better yet look at this nigga's life
I'm walking on air
You already know I give and go and I get that dope
Nigga with that O I move that shit like tic tac toe
And these be niggas hating like ''Meek Mill how you get that ho''
Cause I get that dough and I switch that flow
Just check my style look at that Ro'
On my wrist on some shit make a call Who is this
Think it's Benji on the line and he called tried to flip
What I do Make a call call Papi for a brick
And papi call Jose cause Jose got fish
Now I'm 30 000 feet up with my feet up rollin' weed up
Pussy niggas couldn't bluff us couldn't beat us
Throwing curveballs in the field get you hit like Derek Jeter
Double M yeah that's the team I know they see us yeah
Wait a minute wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
We do it big bitch we do it big
Fuck a tutor better get a shooter
Teach your ass a lesson when they running to ya
Fiends lining up like we having communions
This my daily bread and you niggas consumers
All I ever wanted was to make scrilla
Have a recording session with J Dilla
Selassie Exodus
Corinthians Leviticus
I'm on the books I study well
Getting money bitches know me well
Selassie
Selassie
Pray I never die
Pray I never die
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head pussy boy that ain't enough
Pull up to your trap strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in the city streets
That's all I ever heard from my older G's
She say she love me but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres all red roses
Half you niggas Judas I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads we dopeboys
Baptized by the dopeboys ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Woah oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
We do it big bitch we do it big
I'm into fashion nigga John the Baptist
My loyalty respected all across the atlas
I can have you and your team finalized
All your kids screaming at Mount Sinai
Holy Ghost the divine spirit
My heart pure he a real nigga
She let me fuck early so she trustworthy
Her pussy sacred so she getting all the purses
In his name I'm Supreme Lord
The Book of Leviticus is the springboard
Jesus Christ look at this nigga's ice
Better yet look at this nigga's life
I'm walking on air
You already know I give and go and I get that dope
Nigga with that O I move that shit like tic tac toe
And these be niggas hating like ''Meek Mill how you get that ho''
Cause I get that dough and I switch that flow
Just check my style look at that Ro'
On my wrist on some shit make a call Who is this
Think it's Benji on the line and he called tried to flip
What I do Make a call call Papi for a brick
And papi call Jose cause Jose got fish
Now I'm 30 000 feet up with my feet up rollin' weed up
Pussy niggas couldn't bluff us couldn't beat us
Throwing curveballs in the field get you hit like Derek Jeter
Double M yeah that's the team I know they see us yeah
Wait a minute wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
I'm talking big bitch I'm talking big
We do it big bitch we do it big
Fuck a tutor better get a shooter
Teach your ass a lesson when they running to ya
Fiends lining up like we having communions
This my daily bread and you niggas consumers
All I ever wanted was to make scrilla
Have a recording session with J Dilla
Selassie Exodus
Corinthians Leviticus
I'm on the books I study well
Getting money bitches know me well
Selassie
Selassie
Pray I never die
Pray I never die
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