This Thing Of Ours Lyrics - Self Made Vol. 2 - Maybach Music Group

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] 

Sometimes I get so fucking paranoid 

Reminiscing on how them bricks keep going back and forth 

I ask the Lord for everything I lack and more 

Last thing on my mind was slamming Caddy doors 

I just made up my mind, I'm grinding like a boss 

Dedicated our lives, sacrifices we lost 

Fatal mistakes, talking laws of attraction 

The paper I'm making, I upgraded my fashion 

Everything tailor-made, flossing's my passion 

Loyalty came first, number one rule in the faction 

Follow my actions, came in in '06 

Planted my flag, bitch, I'm taking no shit 

I toted them toolies, I bullied the bullies 

I made a few hits, my bank account Jewish 

Niggas is minor, the money manure 

I'm thinking like Heinemann, Godfather the 4th 

It was never filmed, therefore never seen 

It was never him, that's what these haters scream 

I wrote the script, I was sipping lean 

Now meet the myth, I brought along my triple beam 

[Hook: Omarion] 

This thing of ours 

It's so mafioso 

You ain't never know though 

Never gon' know so 

No never, no never, no never 

No, no, no, no 

[Verse 2: Wale] 

This reefer the sweetest, got me thinking much deeper 

They dont rap for a reason, this is rather convenient 

Spend money with my team, make my money from hustle 

Women love you for fee, niggas hate you for nothing 

Never hate you in public, better let they eyes tell it 

Ain't even 511, what the fuck you guys scared of 

Im a loose cannon, screws damaged 

And I do think hip hop music needs some newer standards 

Hardest working conglomerate, and that's word to my mama 

Getting up in they mental, get em outta their garments 

Adamantly coming at whoever call up for drama 

Just know that DC, Philly, Ohio, Miami got us 

Private jet over water, natty dread, got no barber 

I see Feds, I go that way, that DMV shit taught us 

When you young and you black, they see you as a target 

So before them Foamposites get ya lawyer in order 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Nas] 

The don of all dons, since y'all wanna call me something 

All of a sudden, niggas ball and stunting 

Y'all just started pulling on Havanas 

Pull ya card, ya spineless, where ya heart, I know where mine is 

A don is one who accept things he cannot change 

Only thing I accept I cannot change is getting old and dying 

Gold medallion over my son chest, hell hold it down when I sunset 

What does death mean to me? 

I never owned the concept, I was here 

Im just a spirit, let's get one thing clear 

Everything segues into each other 

One thing is just an extension of the other 

My kid to me, I am my children through history 

Upstanding men and stand up women 

I am existing 

I was conceived to break bread with kings and make connections 

We havent met yet, my reputation youve stuck with 

Until we have our formal introduction, thats enough 

But every male is not a man 

So some of those that will hold out they hand won't understand 

This thing of ours 

[Hook]