This is mafia music... And a maybach that is Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby... Bossssss! ^{Avery Storm} Let's fly through the coop I lose the roof Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof That you can make it here All that livin' fast It ain't got to last Now I can slow it down Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down ^{Rick Ross} ? got it smellin like it's butterscotch Every bird boss take it to another notch Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck anotha cock Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up She'll put'em down, tell you quick to hit'em up Load a hundred round, bring it back, she'll fill it up Like the time when the niggas pay this counterfit He count chips but that trick mayor got'em flip We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill ^{Avery Storm} Miami nights, I'm livin the life Cause I'm rich off cocaine Cause I'm rich off cocaine Let's fly through the coop I lose the roof Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof That you can make it here All that livin' fast It ain't got to last Now I can slow it down Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down ^{Rick Ross} How you seen a kilo started at an eight ball First 48 to homicide ain't soft Comin from your hoes, f*cking for your paint job Catch you casin daddy let you know you king kong Cop a 20 keys gotta be finna keep I got a tenesse to send 'em up to Tenesee Black Infinity the kind to ride on Venice Beach I watch you slow Apollo while I'm chillin sippin tea Lemons and honey, millions of money Gucci, Louis Vitton, specifically homey My woman imported, I'm neva extorted I'm very important, 20 grand for the morgage ^{Avery Storm} Miami nights, I'm livin the life Cause I'm rich off cocaine Cause I'm rich off cocaine Let's fly through the coop I lose the roof Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof That you can make it here All that livin' fast It ain't got to last Now I can slow it down Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down ^{Rick Ross} Baby mamas I hate 'em They Just want you to pay them I'm in love wit my babies Maybe makin em famous Don't be raisin your voice That's another retainer Know you missing a nigga Know you missin that anal Know you missin that Prada How we did in regada She was callin me daddy Daddy drippin in dollars Daddy did it in Vegas Yeah I gotta connect I get em ten a piece as soon as I keep it correct Vacation to Haiti It nearly broke my heart Seein kids starve I thought about my ? Sellin dope ain't right I put it in my life Chickens put me in position to donate the rice ^{Avery Storm} Miami nights, I'm livin the life Cause I'm rich off cocaine Cause I'm rich off cocaine Let's fly through the coop I lose the roof Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof That you can make it here All that livin' fast It ain't got to last Now I can slow it down Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down