Rick Ross Lyrics

Rick Ross - Bizzle

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I tried to give them real, but all they want is faking (Faking)

I try my best to get to give 'em Christ, but all they want is Satan, as long as it ain't too blatant (Uh)

We claim to hate it till it's painted by somebody famous

It's okay if you promote His ways but don't say what His name is (Shhh)

Say "no" to crack, but sniff cocaine as if it ain't as dangerous

We don't smoke it, we just snort it in the form of entertainment (Uh)

It's like if I promote the hatred, they gon' say it's banging (Banging)

But if I go against it out of love, they say I'm hatin'

They told me sell this dope, boy, sell this dope

If you push it, they'll believe you, believe you

Plus if you don't, somebody else will, besides

You can make a million off your people

I could've been Rick Ross by now, uh

Freeway Ricky

I could've been Rick Ross by now, huh

Freeway Ricky, Ricky

And, real talk, I understand why they be fakin', though

If we support it, why should they abort it, when it pays the most? (Uh)

After all, ain't nobody forcing you to buy it

They just spin it twenty times a day, forcing you to try it (Try this)

Uh, so, tell me, what's a brother to do (Do)

When being real doesn't appeal to the brother in you? (Uh)

When you get paid to lie you, you hate the guy that comes with the truth

So maybe I'd be like that Dr. Sebi guy when it's through (Pow)

I'd hate to die, though I'd be like my Savior Christ if I do (Yeah)

'Cause if I paid the price, just know I gave my life up for you (Uh)

I'd probably be forgotten by those that they rode to the end

And end up with a catchy hashtag that don't even trend

I'm saying