Rick Ross – Summer 17 Lyrics

(Intro)
You scared to die ni**a?
Open your eyes wide

(Verse 1)
Im..so I
All the dope boys say they wanna be me
I got a lick boy, I got a lick
2017 trust me this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn
Pool of bi**hes f**king me, I got em taking turns
My ni**a bought the stick but you wanna fade
May running in the bank a residential thing
All my ni**as mad they like f**k the world
Back to standing on the Ave with a couple birds
If you a killer well I’m tryna see
Cause calling the police is the only thing free
I had to park that purple lamborghini
And pull that chevy back on out the
I’m from the city where they kill for nothing
And all Renzel do is push a button

(Chorus)
I want my ni**as rich by summer 17
I want my ni**as rich by summer 17
I want my ni**as rich by summer 17
I want my ni**as rich by summer 17

(Verse 2)
I pulled my pistol then I say my name
I know you scared but repeat your game
You off to hell when you see them flames
Now pray for me cause I had did some things
You know my necklaces aren’t sitting in the draw
Im living reckless and it never stop
Thats why im beefing with a ni**a that live right up the block
A body fall I might just
Your moneys gone thats why im running round
They put my rhymes in the New York times
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