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letra de family ties - rick ross

[intro]
some things you have to see for yourself
francis ford, f-ckin’ with them hoes
you n-ggas still can’t afford

[verse 1]
made so many mistakes i know that my n-ggas relate
just to rattle my cage, so much sh-t they sat on my plate
she know me through records, but she don’t know me too well
all this game is for sale was priceless, i keep for myself
shots fired, man expired in his jordan 3’s
small talk, turn that page, that’s all they ever read
you graduated, you still unemployed
taken for granted, love is null and void
no longer one and few, young langston hughes
jewish intuition, i’m followin’ cues
n-ggas own versace, don’t know nikki giovanni
your paper chasin’, can’t see that it’s runnin’ from you
my homies from the block, they labeled me cunnin’
no excuse for my success, so they say i’m masonic
i keep it one hundred, f-ck her, i keep the car runnin’
how she f-ck on the back, that’s to keep food in the stomach

[hook]
look at me, look at me
realest sh-t you n-ggas ever seen
look at me, look at me
look at me, look at me

[verse 2]
playin’ for keeps, and that’s just to say at the least
had a few seizures, n-gga refused to get me some sleep
i let sh-t slide, i should see the sparks
now i think about my moms when i jot these songs
i think of certain n-ggas when i mention guns
heavy artillery, death to enemies number one
francis ford, flows you n-ggas can’t ignore
shoppin’ with them hoes you n-ggas can’t afford
belaire rose, they thought i’d go gold, wouldn’t sell anything more
they thought i’d fail, they thought i’d fold
go to h-ll, any n-gga wanna buy my soul
double-m, extend my hand, i see you stumblin’
francis ford films budget, double-forty m’s
godfather money, filmin’ part four again
b-tterball, magic city, so you know it’s him, me

[hook]
look at me, look at me
realest sh-t you n-ggas ever seen
look at me, look at me
look at me, look at me

[verse 3]
i blaze j’s, f-ck the dutch slave trade
f-ck a net worth when i’m just trynna maintain
tennessee, i felt like mr. wendal, n-gga
when ain’t n0body starin’ out that window with you
obligated, surrounded, when you are often hated
left a bag of that dope when they flew off to vegas
it was written, mr. jones, a different picture
strong as bones like corleones, the realest figures
speakin’ in native tongues, me, myself and i
through michael rapaport eyes, it’s just a lost trial
but i see the gems, i see the stars
diabetes and all, your name will carry on
i pray this legacy is what is left of me
corporate cannabis givin’ me leprosy
look at me, look at me
double-m, f-ckin’ g

[hook]
look at me, look at me
realest sh-t you n-ggas ever seen
look at me, look at me
look at me, look at me
look at me,look at me

- rick ross

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