This is a song about "Rick ross sat there talkin bout donnin juice"

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

He sat in his room talkin to his walls like

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Just like free way rick ross

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Let's take this shit back,no more rip offs motherfuck rick ross

Sat there just taking my lumps

He dont want the diamonds

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

They talkin now,about that new artist who we talkin bout?

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse