Lyrics Revelations - Rick Ross

I sincerely, I sincerely pray you n— richer
I sincerely pray you n— richer

Wake up another day as I begin it with a prayer
Pistol on the chair, Ookay, begin with my affairs
See me in the city, boy, you're livin' on a ledge
Feed me to the demons or just leave me to the feds
I just bought a couple Checkers 'cause it's like a game of Chess

Beefin' on the records but I pray them n— blessed
Feedin' all my —, and I love to see your dress
I wanna f— 'em all, so forgive me, I'm obsessed
So I'ma ball with my dawgs, standin' tall in the arena
LeBron on the call, it ain't no problem if I need him

Garage full of cars, swear to God a n— eatin'
Do it all with the boss, so the mob get a breather

I pray I never kill another man (another man)
Thankful that I'm richer than I've been
I wanna travel roads that I have never been
I pray my n— get that same chance

Double up the money, now I'm loading up the jets
Flying over Paris, and we smoking on the west
Face card clean, that's today and 'til the death
Life is just a lease, I only own my respect

I see you getting money, now you beefin' with your brother
Evil motherf—, wanna leave him in a puddle
Filled full of greed, wouldn't even feed his mother
Quarter million in this Chevy, got a new one every summer
Pussy start droppin' as we run the numbers up

We kill 20 n— if you murder one of us
Can a n— live, but the money is a must
I done see better deals in the field dealin' dust
Kilos run concurrent, I could leave 'em on the corner
Whack him in the Chevy then pull back up in the foreign

Stack your money tall then get back up in the mornin'
'Til your back against the wall
And you shackled in New Orleans, n—

I pray I never kill another man
Thankful that I'm richer than I've been
I wanna travel roads that I have never been
I pray my n— get that same chance

Double up the money, now I'm loading up the jets
Flying over Paris, and we smoking on the west
Face card clean, that's today and 'til the death
Life is just a lease, I only own my respect

Droppin' all the charges, know the prosecutors jealous
Got 200 cars, guess it might just be a fetish
Other rappers broke, and their excuse is living careless
Got 100 houses, tryna buy my way to heaven

Except that I'm sinner, but that might just be a plus
Everybody 100, but how many can you trust?
Y'all was sippin' lean, I had to move them to the 'tuss
B.I.G. my idol, now I'm makin' moves with Puff
— on my plane, I got new models every week
Santorini Greece, fat boy was jogging on a beach
Coming from the lowest, now I'm labeled as a poet
Put it in my prayers, then recite it in my chorus

I pray I never kill another man (kill another man)
Thankful that I'm richer than I've been (richer)
I wanna travel roads that I have never been
I pray my n— get that same chance

Double up the money, now I'm loading up the jets
Flying over Paris, and we smoking on the west
Face card clean, that's today and 'til the death
Life is just a lease, I only own my respect