[Flame] 🔥 Rick Ross - Always Feel Like Lyrics
[Intro]
 Kansas City, Miami Florida, Minnesota, Chinatown, Baltimore, DC and west side in Bay Area
[Verse 1]
 And here for the love with the gold game
 On the black market, the way you get the cold cash
 Pretty bitches, expensive cars, could relax black cars, transactions in Swiss banks
 Doubler, self made, black dollar, number 4, Bill Gates
 Black power, young Skrill, Broward County we up next
 Top shooter Chris call up my projects
 Black jet with my homie Rickie Ronzel
 Black bottles, as we popping for my new deal
 Only nigga that could move it, that try miss
 Wanna ride, black market, get the black ticket
 Turn your night gand, wanna let me in
 Tap a nigga, I would never side with Fifty Cent
 Doubler my niggas Sneak know Imma rise
 Michael phelps with the chopper niiga take a dive
[Verse 2]
 I pray to God that he’ll protect me from my villain
 See I could squoosh, she can never be a friend of me
 Take the position, no competition, I’m really willing
 To check precision, am never slipping, am never missing
 Am feeling business, I see no evil with 20 vision
 Them bitches hating, they only like you when benefiting
 In God we trust, that’s the quote that am known for stating
 I thank the Lord for all the real bitches in the making
 The see my come up, now them bitches want to chat about me
 I use to tell ’em bout my dream, they sat and laugh about it
 Won’t let it phase me, I won’t let them bring the savage out me
 The young is doing it, I bet you nigga ask about me
 She so observed how bitches they tell you get the urge
 Won’t hurt my nerves, smoke this burners, I speak my words
 They made it legal, they kill these bitches, so this my purge
 Oh suicide, let you decide while I smoke my herb
[Verse 3]
 Am from the bone, thug you niggas
 Busy Bone, Ricky Bone (Made back music) aahh
 Marble floors, Gucci slippers in the palace
 Ran through the “H” couple bitches out in Dallas
 I was Partying out in Vegas, got me still feeling dazed
 Looking two big booty, busy straight outta di bail
 I was running when
 Till I caught her with a man, and I
 Know no name
 Never ask me when
 Where’s your friend when you need ’em
 He was also with a girl
 This is
 Fuck a million and before he 18
 Like a
 I won’t hit you with it
 Like a
 And I did it for the boys
 Every day and am high and a noon, me a nine
 I know I nigga name Regga, what them motherfuckers buy
 Follow me on Twitter
[Outro]
 True, Boss
 Black market nigga