Rick Ross
更新时间:2025-06-22 00:56:09
文件格式:mp3
Above The Law (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Meek Mill/Teyana Taylor/DJ Khaled
Composed by:Robert Rihmeek Williams/William L. Roberts II/Khaled Khaled
Produced by:DJ Khaled/Beat Novakane
Rozay Meek Milly and Billy and Billy
Too good to be true
Another one
Another one
Maybach music
I'm so high high
Cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them flashin' red and blue lights
They watchin' watchin'
Waitin' on a shootin' star
But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
We above the law
Demons in my cell
It's just me all alone
Takin' everythin' to trial
we goin' home
I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone
So postin' guns on the internet
We don't condone
It's like snitchin' on yourself
Doin' crimes on the camera
You like a witness to yourself
This new Louis came from Virgil
This white drippin' on my belt
For all them times was in them trenches
Had to whip it up myself
'Self 'self 'self
Try and get it back
We gon' let it stack stack
Never pullin' over for the law in a pack pack
I remember times sellin' dimes to get a check
Nowadays the only time we doin' time is a patek
Run my check
I'm so high high
Cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night night
Them flashin' red and blue lights
They watchin' waitin' on a shootin' star
But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
It's too good yo
We above the law
Ten million worth of jewels in my interviews
Only made dude livin' in the shaderoom
Biggest
I can see it in him
But I wouldn't say it to him
Or I can give it to him
Did it in a day or two
Brrt
Go to club 11in the daytime
Huh
Still duckin' 9 11 for the K9
Quick to take her shoppin' with my play time
And I always **** her to the bassline
Biggest
Me and Meek
We the dream team
M-m-m-murder on christmas eve team
I see you lil' with your submariners
You know I'm ******* your *****
I'm so careless
On the big black jet
We off to Paris
It's too good to be true
It's like a marriage
Me and just the money 'til the day I die
Die
Started with the envelopes
And now our ceilings high high
While you haters countin' us out
We countin' it up countin' it up
One billion two billion three billion four
Maybach music
Maybach music
Cops yellin' freeze
I held my wrist up wrist up
All this ice he probably freeze tryna frisk us
I'm with this ***** from belize
Look like a princess
Doin' two-hundred in the lamb'
Gettin d**k sucks
You talkin' to the Rolex rockin' G5 flyin'
Say he on it's no cap
He ain't lyin'
I don't think they made no jets that we ain't fly in
I don't think they made bad *******
That we ain't dive in
Sittin' on the paper
Aggravatin' the haters
Ballin' like Kawhi LeBron
Clippers and Lakers
Judge tried to send me to jail
Did me a favor
Forty mill' strong
I'm on a year later
Thank you
Thank you
I'm so high high
Cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night night
Them flashin' red and blue lights
They watchin' waitin' on a shootin' star
But ain't no stoppin' the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
We above the law