Foreclosures Lyrics - Rick Ross

There's so many things that I don't understand. Sometimes, being in the position I am, with no malicious intent, my nigga, you can take it how you want it. I see it from both sides, I feel a nigga pain 

Learn to walk a tightrope 

Ever seen a rich nigga go broke? 

They putting liens on a nigga's things 

Publicize your demise, and by all means 

Your family fortune is forever what you stood on 

Sold dreams, fantasies that put the hood on 

You reap what you sow, and they speaking repossessions 

To the culture itself, these are powerful lessons 

These niggas always smiled when I came around 

They let you know my reputation when you in my town 

A real nigga, you gonna know that by the contract 

Bottom line blood, show me where them one's at 

That paper it get funny when publishing is involved 

Mechanicals never mattered because that was your dog 

Now you hands-on, but things don't ever seem right 

You make a call to give your lawyer the green-light 

He look into it then hit you up with the bad news 

It's so familiar, he did the same with the last dudes 

Mafioso, baby girl, cash rules 

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Every dollar accounted for, double M the crew 

Death Row, fast life 

Foreclosed on my past life 

The white man call us stupid niggas 

We spend it all, nothing for our children 

Had it all, now it's repossessed 

Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks 

Time to learn boy, that cash rules 

Success is a precious jewel 

Planting poison in a nigga mind 

Chilling with your boys when it's time to grind 

We both come from those humble beginnings 

Funny thing is the animosity money brings 

Real niggas out of style we may be one in three 

Back against the wall outnumbered by fuckboys 

One bullet, one target, one choice 

You can take an L or take the shell 

It's still double M still making mills 

Made niggas respect my hustle on both coasts 

I put the word out to see who hit back with the lowest 

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I need a hit handled, put me in touch with the closest 

You still digging through ashtrays killing the roaches 

And I never took an L back when Meek fell 

Just drove the numbers all the way back up at retail 

Death Row, fast life 

Foreclosed on my past life 

The white man call us stupid niggas 

We spend it all, nothing for our children 

Had it all, now it's repossessed 

Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks 

Time to learn boy, that cash rules 

Success is a precious jewel 

Can't be writing checks with your eyes closed 

While you living out of homes in different time zones 

Mind blown finna strip you out your rhinestones 

Pistol to your ear, this that level I'm on 

I apologize woadie but this all I got 

Everybody in this office we could die tonight 

I never met an artist who fully recouped 

These the deals the deal dealers wanna deal to you 

Young niggas, time to act your wage 

Buying belts you seen on other niggas waists 

Hoes fucking for follows, they wanna post online 

Whole time, shorty knowing I'm the gold mine 

Put it on all he needed was a co sign 

Black minks and gloves, nigga, the whole nine 

TV on the Rolls, shit, I had to hold mine 

You'll foreclose or fold just for soul signs 

Death Row, fast life 

Foreclosed on my past life 

The white man call us stupid niggas 

We spend it all, nothing for our children 

Had it all, now it's repossessed 

Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks 

Time to learn boy, that cash rules 

Success is a precious jewel 

Success is a precious jewel 

Success is a precious jewel