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Rick Ross

Genres: Hip-Hop

Amazing Grace Lyrics - Rick Ross

Regardless of how it goes down, life goes on am I right... 

It's just the way I've conditioned my mindset... 

For me to stay in position where, I can survive (uh) 

(chyeah) 

 

Livin a life of crime is nothing you should glamorize (Oh no) 

Was seeing you mothers smile, you had to fantasize. 

But now its jellyfish in all the fish tanks, so rich, think whats on a nigga wrist fake. 

Ain't Jewish, thank jewelers, for Franck Muller's. 

Tenth grade MAC-11s, they aint school us. 

Taught us to think foolish, degrade women, call all the bitches hoes, still amazed with em. 

Corner educated, codeine medicated, every night we celebrated cos we elevated. 

Hi I'm Michael Tyson, Robin Givens in a win. 

She knocking at the door, don't let that devil in. 

Order the room service caviar and cannabis, 

She order the nose candy with the candles lit. 

I'm laid back, status of a Corleone, screamin Maybach wit my yellow roll ya own. 

 

All my watches designer, all my women designer 

Simply gifts from the gods, I pray you all pray for survival 

Smilin' in your face, MAC-11 on his waist 

Make or break your day, better say your 'Amazing Grace' 

 

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Now you beefin with motherfuckers ya never heard of, 

its just another hurdle, they wanna see ya murdered, 

or back to flippin burgers, better bust your burners, 

say my Amazing Grace, before they reach a verdict 

 

And Hells Kitchen burnin me a bell pepper, 

minus the lady, P i 80 cos it smells better, 

say my amazing grace, she say its just a phase. 

Unless its sustained, Im not in this for fame, 

minus the hoe shit, Im on some mo shit, Versace nil, 

60 Mill, selling blow shit. 

Couldn't make a layup, label the brick layer. 

Pull up at the park in a six player. 

6 - speed all the feds hate to follow, 

I'm at the Del Arno, with my model Milardo 

Turn the strip club into a arcade, for a coin you could play them broads broad day. 

Get them junkies blowin before I miss the junkie call, 

Shit was funny till I started bringing money home, 

Still think its a game, I bet your high score, call it a rap beef, 

bitch Im down to die for. 

 

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All my watches designer, all my women designer 

Simply gifts from the gods, I pray you all pray for survival 

Smilin' in your face, MAC-11 on his waist 

Make or break your day, better say your 'Amazing Grace' 

 

Now you beefin with motherfuckers ya never heard of, 

its just another hurdle, they wanna see ya murdered, 

or back to flippin burgers, better bust your burners, 

say my Amazing Grace, before they reach a verdict 

 

All my watches designer, all my women designer 

Simply gifts from the gods, I pray you all pray for survival 

Smilin' in your face, MAC-11 on his waist 

Make or break your day, better say your 'Amazing Grace' 

 

Now you beefin with motherfuckers ya never heard of, 

its just another hurdle, they wanna see ya murdered, 

or back to flippin burgers, better bust your burners, 

say my Amazing Grace, before they reach a verdict 

 

All my watches designer... 

All my women designer... 

They wanna see ya murdered... 

Better bust your burner... 

 

(Thats all I know... gotta feelin... 100 million up... Thats the realest) 

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