Faith lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Verse 1]
I'm rising in this game and it feels great
Still tryna keep it real, n*ggas still fake
Been off the label all year, n*gga still ate
Drop the marathon in December, n*ggas still late

I'm so impatient, but I still wait
I still show love when I feel hate
On a scale of one to ten, I need a high heel eight
Or better, blowin' this cheddar like I'm Bill Gates
Whatever
I'm in this wind til the movie ends
Smokin' California, eatin Peruvian
Out on Miami beach my n*ggas a few of 'em
Dressed like Beverley Hills, the b*tches we usually with

But wishin on a star n*gga took it far
And if I lost it all tomorrow I wouldn't trip at all
They say I'm crazy when I say it
But the fear of fallin off is the only thing that can take your faith

[Verse 2: F. Mills]
The boy Millie a breath of fresh air
Breezing through these haters man
How the hell did he get here
Got n*ggas taking hiatus man
About to send it up
I been done with these fake hoes
You can spot the bs
They never gon be faithful
Cruising through the city
Bout as smooth as sh*t I'm diddy
I'm soothing her show her titties
I'm choosing to take the city
I'm as witty as they come
She pretty I make her c*m
Now she leaving I just begun
It's a fever I'm running one
I retrieve em I run and gun
No deceiving we having fun
I'm a see if they heard of em
Trek gang here they come
Been the leader of this sh*t
We all one f*ck a split
Im fond of her now she wondering who this son of a b*tch
I'm a confident muf*cka
On the road and im getting rich
Far from tacky they say im arrogant
Hoes stay on my di*k
Spit the facts and so n*gga actually
0s Is all I get
Ain't no passin me so quit gassing me
Folding the competi.. tion
Move
Midwest to West coast
Whatup Nip
Charles good lookin'
Hustle
Trek Gang
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