Upcoming Concerts for Rick Ross & Meek Mill
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Vocals
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
David Meloni
Songwriter
Giorgio Moroder
Songwriter
Jeffery Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amani "A $" Hernández
Assistant Mixing Engineer
D-Mo Did It
Producer
Fresh Ayr
Producer
David "Trop" Anothony Bermudez
Recording Engineer
Anthony Cruz
Recording Engineer
Eddie "Emix" Hernadez
Mixing Engineer
Sing Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Javier Merino Valverde
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Ha, what is this?
Maybach Music
I like this Maybach Music
Sweet
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
[Verse 1]
**** wanna see you lose when you makin' moves (Moves)
We bringin' tools in any rooms, we tryna break the rules (Rules)
**** is haters, they ain't goons, we tryna make 'em fool (Fool)
I never thought I'd make Forbes before I made the news (Never)
Having a threesome with some bitches and still ain't amused (I ain't)
I pick and choose, put on my jewels, it's like I lit the fuse (It's lit)
I call the shots, and all the killas be like, "What's the move?" (Let's get 'em)
Hunnid grand, you and your lil' man gettin' split in two (Split 'em)
Hmm, my life got way realer
Playing with them millions, and it turned me to a made ****
Anywhere in the cash is how I reacted when they played with him
Statements got retracted when **** ratted 'cause we spray ****
[Verse 2]
Mafioso sippin' Lobos, jumpin' off the chopper to the yacht off the Gold Coast
We was toting choppas on the block, selling coco
Now we treating models like they thots out in SoHo
Thirty mill' in cash do these **** bad
They never thought I'd go this far just from a pen and pad
I seen my dawg kill my dawg just to get his stash
He went up top, they banged him out, got that **** slashed
[Chorus]
Too much
Too much money and power
Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers, we tuckin' the choppas (We tuckin' the choppas)
Huh
Too much money and power
Too much
Hustlin' 24 hours
24 hours
Too much money and power
Stumble to the penthouse with a baddie to fuck in the shower (Fuck in the shower)
Huh
Too much money and power
Too much
Hustlin' 24 hours
24 hours
[Verse 3]
I left a team of **** in the red tape
Digging through they pockets, left they shoes unlaced
Homicide on another case, mouth wide, gold teeth with a pale face (Bang)
My **** couldn't read, had impediments
But they never would leave any evidence
Your mother still in pain, it been a few days
But you notice how it came with minimum wage
They thought it was a game till the shots rang
Six **** laying on a same box spring
How you dead broke, but got a dope charge?
Gotta rob a bank just to post bond (Huh)
Got this choppa with me for the close calls
Helicopter on the roof, 'cause I won't walk
Killin' **** in the streets, I call it a feast
Twenty million I can see, and all in a week (Boss)
We only on the yachts with tequila shots (Huh)
It's only paperwork there when we leave the lot
Calamari in California, yeah, I want a kiss
All you envious devil demons, you can suck a dick (Bitch)
I hope you die slow with your blindfold (Huh)
Ya bitch still at home with her mind blown (Huh)
I got a pool of parrots and some buffalos
And I got a pool in Paris and a bungalow
Still flippin' numbers, talkin' summersaults
Everybody get to eat, that's what a winner called (Double M)
I'm sippin' champagne, I own it myself (Boss)
You **** better learn to own you some wealth
[Chorus]
Too much
Too much money and power
Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers, we tuckin' the choppas (We tuckin' the choppas)
Huh
Too much money and power
Too much
Hustlin' 24 hours
24 hours
Too much money and power
Stumble to the penthouse with a baddie to fuck in the shower (Fuck in the shower)
Huh
Too much money and power
Too much
Hustlin' 24 hours
24 hours
[Outro]
Somebody said, "Too good to be true"
Written by: David Meloni Jr., Robert Rihmeek Williams, William Leonard Roberts II