[Rick Ross - VERSE 1]
Smoking the best spliff in a brand new benz no I'd on the track let the story begin. begin...
Lookin in the mirror but I dont see much
Staring in the streets so I dont sleep much
Watching the snakes so they dont creep up
But the way I'm gettin dis money niggaz cant keep up
U niggaz cant keep up
Niggaz got beef but it cant be much
I'm still walking [bad word] the crowds like I cant be touched
Top back all black gretsky puck
Ice skater lil later might let me f*ck
 [bad word]  she might let me f*ck
Last night I cried tears of joy
Wat did I do to deserve this
Rock a rhyme on my wrist a year ago
I didnt even know dat b*tches exist
Quarter milli for the muthaf*cka
No insurance on a muthaf*cka
Aint life a b*tch, but you gotta keep her wet
Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set
Everybody knows I'ma alot of ppl's threats
Biggie smalls in the flesh livin life after my death
Yesterday I read my horoscope
Tell me lord will I be poor and broke
Tell me lord will I be dealing dope
I wanna take my momma to the pocanoes

[Cee-Lo - [bad word] 
WHHHHYYYYYYY
[Rick Ross]
BUT ONLY LORDS KNOWS
[Cee-Lo]
TO ALL THE LOVE ONES I LEAVE BEHIND
BCUZ THEY CANT SEE ME FINE
N I ASK WHEN SUM1 WANTS 2 ME Y??
NOT EVEN EVERYTHING CAN EASE MY MIND
IF YOU COULD READ MY MIND
MY GOD I'm SCARRED
I HAVE TATTOO TEARS OF JOY

[Rick Ross - VERSE 2]
Last nite I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this
Young rich muthaf*cka still uneducated but dammit a [bad word] made it
GOD [bad word] a [bad word] made it cremated in the church lord knows I'm blessed
Write every lawyer so you know I'm stressed
punch in the [bad word] face get you 300k
Ask glad now he back makin minimum wage
Another victim of my criminal ways
I wanna walk in the image of christ
But that b*tch vivica nice
And I'm still swimming in ice
I'm just living my life
I'm just living my life
Lease a Lambourgini for your pus*y rate
Life is just a pus*y race
Snatch a b*tch take her back to your place
Next mournin I can tell you how the pus*y taste
I got expensive taste

[Cee-Lo - [bad word] 

[Rick Ross - VERSE 3]
Last nite I cried tears of joy
What did we do to deserve this
Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real I gotta represent for M & Teel
All the dead souls in the field
Lookin at my rolly its about that time
White man had a problem wit mine
N we suppose 2 b shy??(shy)(shy)
The revolution still applies
Prolly still on the rise

[Cee-Lo - [bad word]