Fascinated (360 Reality Audio|Explicit) - Rick Ross

Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II/William Roberts/Corey Burroughs/Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett/Avery Branch/Bill Withers

Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II/William Roberts/Corey Burroughs/Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett/Avery Branch/Bill Withers

Such a cloudy day uh

Help me Lord

Yeah

Oh Lord

Oh Lord

Hold ya head n***a

Hold ya head n***a

Lord Lord

Oh Lord

What's a hundred grand

To a young n***a

My dog doin' twenty

As a young n***a

I'm prayin' for his son

He's a young n***a

Strapped with my gun

As a young n***a

Hundred round n***a hangin'

Out a Chevrolet

Huh

Just a young n***a tryna

See my f**kin' pay

Ahh

My daddy caught a bus

Never lookin' back

Got me standin' in the rain

First fifty pack

Woo

It's never been the same now

I'm gettin' stacks

Tattooed names on a n***a back

Black

Rest in peace n***a

To my lil' n***as

'Nut

Rest in peace dyin' as a lil' n***a

Peanut

Buried like a soldier

He's a true n***a

Peanut

Throw the flag on his casket

He's a true n***a

Peanut

You p***y n***as talkin' like

You knew n***as

Young n***as y'all some

New n***as

Candy paint fascinate

A young n***a

Huh

Gold watches fascinate

A young n***a

Huh

Fine b***hes fascinate

A young n***a

Yeah

They just wanna assassinate

A young n***a

Woo

They wanna give you five

Five

Wanna give you ten

Ten

Fifteen

Fifteen

Send you back again

D**n

Gave my dog life said

He was a killa

Killa

Conspiracy for me

'Cause I run with dealers

Whoa

Gave a n***a thirty

He converted Muslim

Shalom

Top down n***a got

Them b***hes lookin'

Real n***a Gs on my belt buckle

Huh

Huggin' on my mama

'Cause n***as don't love ya

I love ya

Cold pistol n***a cold bullets

I love ya

Shout out to my dog

He gon' pull it

I put that on my soul

That's on everything

I put that on my soul

That's on everything

Maybach Music

Candy paint fascinate

A young n***a

Huh

TV fascinate a young n***a

Huh

Yella h*es fascinate

A young n***a

Hey hey

I be cryin' in my car n***a

Nightmares of dyin'

In my car n***a

I ain't lyin'

I just wanna stack my meatloaf

I just wanna keep my heat close

I got it

I heard a n***a killed his self

I heard a n***a killed his self

I'ma ride 'til it's all gone

Uh I'ma ride 'til it's all gone

Rest in peace to the trill

Rest in peace to the real

Straight from me n***a will

And believe me a n***a will

Oh

Maybach Music

Oh

Whoa

I know you goin' through

Some thangs n***a

I got chills goin' up my arm

My n***a gone

P***y n***a I'm independent

P***y n***a I want

Every pendant

Keep your business keep

Your phones n***a

I'm tryna do my own n***a

Keep them p***y-boys

From 'round me n***a

Oh Lord

Keep all p***y-boys

From 'round me n***a

Please Jesus

Keep all p***y-boys

From 'round me n***a

Please Jesus

I'm scared these p***y-boys

Surroundin' n***a

I'm so real I'm so real

I'm so real I'm so real

I feel alone n***a all alone

I'm so alone

I feel alone n***a all alone

Candy paint fascinate

A young n***a

Young n***a

Gold watches fascinate

A young n***a

I got 'em all

Fine b***hes fascinate

A young n***a

I want 'em all

They just wanna assassinate

A young n***a

What's a hundred grand

To a young n***a

My dog doin' twenty

As a young n***a

I'm prayin' for his son

He's a young n***a

Strapped with my gun

As a young n***a

Candy paint fascinate

A young n***a

Gold watches fascinate

A young n***a

Fine b***hes fascinate

A young n***a

They just wanna assassinate

A young n***a