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Triple Beam Dreams

Rick Ross

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It's time to take you to the other side The side you gotta watch your A&E cable television for homie But we live this shit I'm not a star, well that's a lie I seen a man raise his hand on the stand, he testified Spoke on the homicides, amongst other things Even shared my triple beam dreams A project minded individual, criminal tactics Us black kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive Mentally s*x-crazed, dysfunctional, they describe us They liars, at the end of the day, we're fuckin' survivors I remember watchin' Scarface the first time Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by crime How could I sell this poison to my peoples, in my mind? They dumb and destroy themselves is how I rationalize In the bastardized nation, Magnum .45 carryin' Where I'm from ain't far from Washington Heights to cop Aryan A rookie boy, the cookie didn't make no profit A stranger to the block, I damn near had to make them cop it It only took a fiend to taste it once to say it's garbage I brought it back to papi, ain't tryna take no losses He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face, then pauses He gives me powder, he has faith in Nas' ambitions to distribute coke Had addictions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes, but I'm again broke This shit ain't cut for me, other dealers, they up their orders Barely at 62s, they already up to quarters They out there every day, some true hustlers for you I'm at it half way, none of my customers are loyal Picturin' pipin' out the seats of a Pathfinder Powerful pursuit for p***y, cash, to flash diamonds My junior high school class, wish I stayed there Illegal entrepreneur, I got my grades there Blamin' society, mad, it wasn't made fair I would be Ivy League if America played fair Poor excuse, and so I was Throwin' rocks at the pen, just for the love Before the evil, the secret life of G's You seein' me blurry, triple beam dreams Pocket full of money, parkin' lot full of them haters Triple beam dreamin', crib with two elevators Twenty flat screens and got cameras every angle Dope been comin' so you know the income major Rule number 1, I can't do business with a stranger Contract killers comin' when I feel endangered Early 90s reminiscin' when I had a pager Triple beam dreams, now Pat Riley my neighbor Fuck boy, talkin' out of turn nigga In the court room, spreadin' like a germ nigga 25 on the line, them niggas droppin' dimes Cooperation got them rednecks droppin' time Khaki suits and some niggas go to actin' cute We was all cool, stackin' in Acura coupes More accurately, we acted as is if jackin' was cool Snatchin' niggas out they shoes then wear they jackets to school Fuck boy, you caught up in my dream Countin' cream on the cover of a magazine I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what Brand new S Class with a meal ticket Nigga cocaine white as Tommy Hilfiger Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I'm gettin' high Triple dream dreamin' as the cream multiples Fuck boy, talkin' out of turn nigga 'Fore you sell dope, it's shit you gotta learn nigga Home invasions, duct tape Fornicatin', countin' money with a fuck face Fuckin' bitches that be givin' up your whereabouts Slow leaks, gotta air 'em out Kill 'em all, Rolls Royce Ghost nigga, ball Phantom drop head, shit I had to get 'em all Niggas hate but they know they never get involved Food on the plate, fuck 'em all, I could send my dog Triple beam dreams, the ghetto's my reality I'm from where your hustle determines your salary Six figure family member, nigga forget about it Low income housin', nigga tryna get up out it I got a plan little nigga, just believe in me Triple beam dreamin' with this thing in me Pocket full of money, parkin' lot full of them haters Triple beam dreamin', crib with two elevators Twenty flat screens and got cameras every angle Dope been comin' so you know the income major Rule number 1, I can't do business with a stranger Contract killers comin' when I feel endangered Early 90s reminiscin' when I had a pager Triple beam dreams, now Pat Riley my neighbor --- Triple Beam Dreams - Nas and Rick Ross

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ERIK ORTIZ, KEVIN CROWE, KENNY BARTOLOMEI, WILLIAM ROBERTS, NASIR JONES

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God Forgives, I Don't (Deluxe Edition)

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Def Jam Recordings

Release Date

January 1, 2012

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