Rick Ross - Fascinated
Written by:Rick Ross、Thomas Bennett、Corey Burroughs、Bill Withers、Avery Branch
Such a cloudy day uh
Help me Lord
Yeah
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Hold ya head n***a
Hold ya head n***a
Lord Lord
Oh Lord
What's a hundred grand to a young n***a
My dog doing twenty as a young n***a
I'm prayin' for his son he's a young n***a
Strapped with my gun as a young n***a
Hundred round n***a hangin' out a Chevrolet Huh
Just a young n***a tryna see my f**kin' pay Ahh
My daddy caught a bus never looking back
Got me standing in the rain first fifty pack Woo
It's never been the same now I'm getting stacks
Tattooed names on a n***a back Black
Rest in peace n***a to my lil' n***as 'Nut
Rest in peace dyin' as a lil' n***a P-Nut
Buried like a soldier he's a true n***a P-Nut
Throw the flag on his casket he's a true n***a P-Nut
You p**sy n***as talking like you knew n***as
Young n***as y'all some new n***as
Candy paint fascinate a young n***a Huh
Gold watches fascinate a young n***a Huh
Fine b**ches fascinate a young n***a Yeah
They just wanna assassinate a young n***a Woo
They wanna give you five Five wanna give you ten Ten
Fifteen Fifteen send you back again Damn
Gave my dog life said he was a killa Killa
Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers Whoa
Gave a n***a thirty he converted Muslim Inshallah
Top down n***a got them b**ches looking Inshallah
Real n***a Gs on my belt buckle Huh
Huggin' on my mama 'cause n***as don't love ya I love ya
Cold pistol n***a cold bullets I love ya
Shout out to my dog he gon' pull it
I put that on my soul that's on everythang
I put that on my soul that's on everythang Maybach Music
Candy paint fascinate a young n***a Huh
TV fascinate a young n***a Huh
Yella h*es fascinate a young n***a
Hey hey
I be cryin' in my car n***a
Nightmares of dyin' in my car n***a I ain't lying
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close I got it
I heard a n***a killed his self
I heard a n***a killed his self
I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Uh I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me n***a will
And believe me a n***a will
Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa
I know you goin' through some thangs n***a
I got chills goin' up my arm
My n***a gone
P**sy n***a I'm independent
P**sy n***a I want every pendant
Keep your business keep your phones n***a
I'm tryna do my own n***a
Keep them p**sy-boys from 'round me n***a Oh Lord
Keep all p**sy-boys from 'round me n***a Please Jesus
Keep all p**sy-boys from 'round me n***a Please Jesus
I'm scared these p**sy-boys surroundin' n***a
I'm so real I'm so real
I'm so real I'm so real
I feel alone n***a all alone I'm so alone
I feel alone n***a all alone
Candy paint fascinate a young n***a Young n***a
Gold watches fascinate a young n***a I got 'em all
Fine b**ches fascinate a young n***a I want 'em all
They just wanna assassinate a young n***a
What's a hundred grand to a young n***a
My dog doing twenty as a young n***a
I'm prayin' for his son he's a young n***a
Strapped with my gun as a young n***a
Candy paint fascinate a young n***a
Gold watches fascinate a young n***a
Fine b**ches fascinate a young n***a
They just wanna assassinate a young n***a