The Coalition - Empire lyrics

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The Coalition - Empire lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] I'ma tell you like this, n***a [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I got a hundred Gs on my line I ain't eatin' Jacksons when I be in Overtown b**h I'm eatin' lavish, look up, ho, it's snowin' now I just throw the cabbage, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League gon' hold it down Got a odor there in the attic, that's a couple pounds New Rolex that I ordered, that's a hundred thou' Time to milk the game, b**h I went and bought a cow My n***a GDK a goon, he'll gun you down Slid up on him with the stick, yeah and sat him down My n***a Nut so slick, they ain't pat him down I got a hundred n***as on my line A hundred squares at a time, n***a, hold it down [Hook: Rick Ross] Addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that I'm gettin' them stacks, it's more addictive than crack I'm addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that I'm gettin' them stacks, it's more addictive than crack [Verse 2: Drake] Alright my patience runnin' thin Olympic pools of money, I'm just glad I learned to swim Cannonball, b**h, I hope your diving board's sturdy And I hope when dinner's cold, my n***as do not desert me Nah, but sh**'s all good The deal got signed and my split's all good And these haters pretendin' that it's all good Say that sh** in person, man I wish y'all would I say you lucky if your father was a figure Cause my uncle was my father and my father was my n***a And my mother so proud cause his son is gettin' bigger I took time to load the bullets, now I'm 'bout to pull the trigger Like boom, boom, boom, I'm a genius, god dammit I ain't the type to murder you, I'm more the type to plan it So please take a seat if you really can't stand it Got success in my pocket and these rappers in a panic But Skinny told me to do me And don't listen to anybody that knew me Cause to have known me Would mean that there's a new me And if you think I changed in the slightest could of fooled me And tell my city I'm the two-three Drug dealers live vicariously through me No bench time, nickname started Drake Franchise player, I don't even get a water break And these other lames is hardly mentioned I bet that with this pen I could draw attention But you can tell by my strut I'm just chillin' in the cut, n***a what And I'm feelin' like [Hook: Rick Ross] Addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that I'm gettin' them stacks, it's more addictive than crack I'm addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that I'm gettin' them stacks, it's more addictive than crack