The Devil Is a Lie lyrics

by

Scarface


[Produced by Major Seven, Co-Produced by KE on The Track]

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Masterminds! We gon' get this forever
You know whenever we link up, my n*gga
They think this sh*t comes from outer space or something, haha
n*gga, let’s get this money n*gga, woo, woo
Masterminds, R-O-C, double M-G!
Jay, I got it, I got it

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Four stacks for the heels on my b*tch feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki's
Tell the plug that I'm lookin' for an increase
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a n*gga name and the car start
n*gga switching lane to lane like Wal-Mart
Sippin' Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashing on the four-door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo
Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old b*tch for my new b*tch
Cause my new b*tch something like a nympho
f*ck the game raw when I came in it
Getting money ever since I came in it
You couldn't stop me if you tried
Motherf*cker cause the devil is a lie
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n*gga talkin' big sh*t
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, b*tch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherf*cker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
b*tch I'm alive, the devil is a lie

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen
n*ggas seen a 36 at 16
100K for the 16
n*gga's stick dirty but his di*k clean
My money goin' on the deep end
Talkin' half a milli' for the weekend
Contract like a n*gga play defense
Curtains in the Maybach b*tch peek in
Now the b*tches wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot
Dope boys on the goal n*gga
Went gold 6 times for a gold digger
Black bottle and a bad b*tch
Club Armani where the cash is
Dubai I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor n*gga, Burj Khalifa!
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n*gga talkin' big sh*t
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, b*tch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherf*cker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie (I got 'em, Ricky!)
The devil is a lie
b*tch I'm alive, the devil is a lie

[Verse 3: Jay Z]
Is it truth or it's fiction, is it truth or it's fiction?
Is Hova atheist? I never f*ck with True Religion
Am I down with the devil 'cause my roof come up missin'?
Is that Lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin'?
That's D'usse baby welcome to the dark side
Coulda got blacklist for the crack sh*t
White Jesus in my crock pot
I mix the sh*t with some soda
Now I'm black Jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
Beast Coast, winnin' at life, n*gga, cheat code
The hatin' is flagrant, hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the RICO, them black people
Devil want these n*ggas hate they own kind
Gotta be Illuminati if a n*gga shine
Oh we can't be a n*gga if a n*gga rich?
Oh we gotta be the devil that's some n*gga sh*t
You seen what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on the Barney's like we own the b*tch
Give the money to the hood, now we all win
Got that Barney's floor lookin' like a VIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Mavado, boy I'm that gully
Gettin white money but I'm still black
All these n*ggas claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, Mansa Musa
From a lie, the devil is a lie, I'm the truth, yeah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich n*gga talkin' big sh*t
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, b*tch!
Two mill' on that I-95
Bow your head cause it's time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherf*cker, but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, b*tch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
b*tch I'm alive, the devil is a lie
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