Текст песни It's Been Awhile - Rick Ross , Seth Bowman

(We move heat like kerosene caravans)
(Changing the station may cause an unfortunate situation)
Uh, yeah
(Stank-face music!)yea-yeah, uh
If you wanna get down
Then we can go downtown
You clowns act hard now
Let's see what you all about

(It been awhile since it felt like this-this)
(Thi-th-th-this) Facts!
(It been awhile since it felt like this) It's been awhile!
(Be-been awhile) We singing
Get the fuck up! (yeah!)
And turn the fuck up!
Get louder!
Yeah we would know what's up!

Hundred stacks on the watch (watch)
Hundred blocks on the dot (dots)
Ricky Ross, new whip (whip)
Tennis shoes in the socks (socks)
I'm up in Secret City, yeah that boy got that bling (nigga)
You better hit the phone the bricks selling like ringtones (ringtones)
I'm stepping out fresh, I'm stepping out clean (clean)
My nigga Young Mob (Young Mob)
The boy D.P.C. (yeah)
When I'm up in the D (D)
We gon' stunt like a dawg (dawg)
My niggas dropped out of school (school)
But we subject to ball (ball)
Don't worry 'bout the crackers 'cause the crackers ain't sharp (sharp)
How I'm looking in the Phantom?
Bitch you know that I'm the mob (I'm the mob)
See the grill in the front (front)
Might get to feeling the funk (the funk)
Fuck how you feeling, Ricky Ross I get a million a month (a month!)
I'm so mob (so mob)
How I get it, so mob (so mob)
Pulling up to the trap fresh off a blowjob (blowjob)
Yeah them thousand dollar jeans (jeans)
Pussy nigga tailor that (tailor that)
If you working on the side boy just hit my cell back! (cell back)

(It been awhile since it felt like this-this)
(Thi-th-th-this) Facts!
(It been awhile since it felt like this) It's been awhile!
(Be-been awhile) We singing
Get the fuck up! (yeah!)
And turn the fuck up!
Get louder!
Yeah, we would know what's up!

Got Ricky Ross on a song, you fucking floss in a thong
So we are not the same
You belong just longing for dongs
I'm King Kong of the underground running it strong
And when I stomp Emcees plead, they don't want to get chomped
They'd rather be smoking weed, acting hard like their G's
Fronting in their rhymes like they're trapping, they don't even squeeze
They don't even write the words that they spit up for the cheese
Meanwhile I'm over here just dropping nukes all over keys
I got this shit on lock you can even knock three
Times in a row like the doc that you see
Right before he comes in, checks his watch then proceeds
To tell you bad news that you caught from evil deeds
I'll never give in, I'll never give up
You can try to take me down but bitch I always get up
You can pray they take me out mob style with some clubs
I will always prevail though especially through the rough, 'cause

(It been awhile since it felt like this-this)
(Thi-th-th-this) Facts!
(It been awhile since it felt like this) It's been awhile!
(Be-been awhile) We singing
Get the fuck up! (yeah!)
And turn the fuck up!
Get louder!
(Are you feeling Ricky Ross? I get a million a month)

It's a secret invasion
More heat than the sun