Keys To The Club Lyrics - Rich Forever - Rick Ross

[Hook] 

I got them keys in the crib 

You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib 

Them niggas cheesing, its real 

It aint cheese if its less than a mil 

I think Im losing my religion 

Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon 

Live every day like its my last 

My only trending topic is the cash 

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[Verse 1: Rick Ross] 

I see no nigga in these clear Gazelles 

B! tch-ass nigga, better get some mail 

Im riding in a 6 like this b! tch for sale 

That boy Meek Mill squeeze clips for real 

See me in the street, rose-gold everything 

Moving like hoes got me plotting on your team 

Learning your whereabouts, burners to air em out 

B! tches a motion picture, Im picturing Paramount 

Riding in the Lotus, Teflon Don 

With an ambitious b! tch, lotus flower bomb 

Wale on burn, young niggas doing numbers 

Double M G got it the next ten summers 

Im trying to do it big forever 

Keys to the crib, and Im with whatever 

Kis to the crib, nigga, bricks wherever 

Hundred mil plus til we rich forever 

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[Hook] 

I got them keys in the crib 

You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib 

Them niggas cheesing, its real 

It aint cheese if its less than a mil 

I think Im losing my religion 

Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon 

Live every day like its my last 

My only trending topic is the cash 

[Verse 2: Rick Ross] 

I see no nigga in these red Gazelles 

All I see is women with these massive tails 

All I see is younguns with this trash to sell 

They got some COs that get you hash in jail 

Little dope, little coke, talking cash for real 

Funerals never cool, nigga, pass the steel 

Im a guru in the kitchen, whipping mass appeal 

Boobie got a life sentence on his last appeal 

Thats one of few names thatll last for real 

Got me drinking from the bottom, no glasses filled 

Always purple in the cup, nigga, pass the pills 

Im the first one here to f-ck, snatch your ass for real 

Keys to the crib, boys, keys to the V 

If you at the table, then you eat what I eat 

Breathe what I breathe, drink what I drink 

Smoke what I smoke and we still mink for mink 

[Hook] 

I got them keys in the crib 

You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib 

Them niggas cheesing, its real 

It aint cheese if its less than a mil 

I think Im losing my religion 

Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon 

Live every day like its my last 

My only trending topic is the cash 

[Verse 3: Styles P] 

Kis in the crib, you want keys to the crib 

I got work from Argentina and Belize in the crib 

Homie holding a nina, could sneeze him a brick 

Knee-deep in the cocaine, trees in the six 

Biggie on the stereo, seven-digit flips 

This is the scenario something go wrong, its a burial 

Hit the hood, watch it go around like a merry-go 

White seats, new M5, all cherry though 

Heard you at Aces, Courvoisier, toasting the niggas that beat cases 

Knowing your connect on a name-to-name basis 

Eating with your fam on a day-to-day basis 

Weight shit, get the big house and the spaceship 

Team of loyal niggas 

Thatll f-cking boil niggas for a chain or a bracelet 

Nigga, you know Im living fly 

For the love of the game, I put a ribbon on the pie 

[Hook] 

I got them keys in the crib 

You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib 

Them niggas cheesing, its real 

It aint cheese if its less than a mil 

I think Im losing my religion 

Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon 

Live every day like its my last 

My only trending topic is the cash 

[Outro] 

If Im rich now, is it too much to pray to be rich forever? 

Forgive me Lord! Forgive me 

My next move; God Forgives, I Dont 

I think youll love it 

Rich Forever!