One Of Us Lyrics - Black Market - Rick Ross

You could die young out here 

Mess around and die before 21 out here 

Mamas stressing, seen them ratchets in the dresser 

She not asking questions 

She seen the vests and seen other kids in the casket resting 

Weed so loud they got surround sound 

Smoking good shit cause they tryna take me back to some hood shit 

Any club, any fly fair 

If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was there 

Some homies of yours bangin' affiliation on their personal time 

Conflict with business can hurt down the line 

It's something that you ain't have nothing to do with 

Your man conversation end up getting you hit 

Learn how to draw the line from when we hang with the shooters 

Strippers, dealers and killers, leaches and opportunists 

Where I come from it's ruthless, air you out from the Ubers 

Tutored by coke movers, put holes through ya' 

You wouldn't get that from me though, you'd overlook me 

Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some pussy 

Got a pretty real dope life 

Fly nigga from the other side, hecklers, PKs, 9's and .45's 

7.62's, deer-hunting rifle shells, life is hell 

Pussy sweeter than wine tasting 

But we won't self-indict ourselves 

Be our own prosecutor, won't 25-to-life ourselves 

We bout that moolah, rich shooters 

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You getting money, got a body then you one of us 

Trust 

You getting money, got a body then you one of us 

Calculating, touching money, these niggas masturbating 

Tailored clothes, fashion magazines, they fascinated 

Double-M umbrella, the feds call it tax shelter 

Hit a million, they conspire to send the rats at you 

Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, catch me on that other side 

Foreign cars, private jets, high rate of homicide 

Marc Jacobs chocolate diamonds, they for my white bitch 

Atheist, but her pussy could be so righteous 

Follow the rules, never let a man take your jewels 

And if he do, double back make sure he make the news 

It ain't arrest, they ain't a pussy til it's time to bust 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us 

Trust 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us 

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Dice game, head crackers, time to get it back 

Only one in the studio that could get a pack 

Raw deal, rob a nigga like it's on my appeal 

Closest friends do us best, regardless how I feel 

Went to the line and got 'em bitches on the same day 

Straight to the jeweler, and did the watches the same way 

Young sav on face time, talking cake time 

Next crib I build got to cross state lines 

Niggas hate how I wear my heart on my sleeve 

And half the team, got the choppers with the shoulder slings 

It ain't a rust, stay in the trap til you a hundred up 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us 

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us