The Realist Livin (feat. Rick Ross) - Ace Hood

I make you feel better than you ever been I guarantee that you gon' tell the other man he need to get lost And girl you know you dealing with a veteran, I'll beat that down Have you ever been broke off? You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out You ain't gotta trip about no money 'Cause whatever you want, I'ma get it, I ain't worry about the cost I ain't fucking, I ain't phony, I ain't frontin', I ain't stuntin' Everything I say is real, you dealin' with the boss, yeah You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out Look in my pocket, I see a lot of dead people Wrist game mean, mother pearl so evil Christian Louboutin, sucker for a sneaker Pull up in Pakistan like I'm Evel Knievel Air raid Jackson, I stay spaced out Never lay my Jesus piece face down It's not a Rollie, I'm sorry this fucker run She not a singer, but dammit I made her hum Name Ricky, but really I've been a Willy See you looking at it but this watch a quarter milli' I got houses, hobbies, homes in Abu Dhabi Never go wrong GPS, my Ferrari You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man (Because girl you're worth it) You rollin' with the man Turn the lights off

Biggest in the Game Biggest at the dinner Rozay and Carnage Fat boys in the building Fat boys at the Back Bounce in the buckles Belly's a bubble But the way I'ma fuck you She gon' tell me I love you These niggas keep testing Just a new hole in the desert I'm texting my reverend Please recite Psalms twenty-seven If you seen how I'm living You would think I was a villain Got my niggas deported guilty for making a killing Keep your hands off the cage boy I'm the one to put you on the front page boy Don't see none of these niggas Rozay's repertoire Professions of a hustler I pray I see tomorrow Duffle bags heavy got me on this Ross fit Never catch me slipping cause I keep my marksmen

Maybach Music! There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe And I'm still whipping up a kilo There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in It's P-I Double "L" Professional Shit Kicka Yams on the stove I'm fuckin your Favorite Strippa Pies flyin out Them zips they grew wings Phone going stupid made a rack in two rings Straight drop hard got them J's plate licking Ground basing jumping over cars they Blake Griffin Got my chickens in the gym, Yup, they weight lifting See one thousand stamped on the tape because they yay shape shifting That's that terminator choppa make a nigga do a backflip I can show you how crack flip While I'm loading that Mac clip Catch em loading that mack truck I'll unload til his back drip All I know is I'm stacked up And when I'm back them packs in There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in One Hundred in I'm on my Gucci shit Gucci Luciano bitch you know I'm Gucci Rich Maserati, boy I got two of them Same color boy I just got two of them 10 Chains see I'm one nigmae nigga I'm a whip it just to spend it nigga Blew a mill ticket One night at King Of Diamonds Me and Puff Daddy Bitch I'm the king of Diamonds Small Change that's what we call that A-Rod money smoking on a ball bat I'm on the mound, I got a pound My folks in Haiti say them yayo prices coming down There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in This that namco yay Pacman what we selling Got these J's chasing rocks Like they chasing power pellets Met this lady named Eselis Say she nag for some terrace But she hungry for that yayo ask her granny what she yelling Got my shirt off in the kitchen hot in here like Nelly And these niggas dancing in these mask don't want stage credit Just the keys to your car all your cash and your debit card We serving hard Whole squad equiped and ready OKAY Then And quit flexing like the soda sack Before they find you slumped over in a Cul-de-sac My whole wrist lumped up serving boulder sacks Pink city representa thought I told you that There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in Maybach Music!

Ugh! Maybach Music In a world of so many (World of so many) Baby girl, you are that one (You are that one) I deserve that (I deserve that) I deserve you (Deserve you) Ugh! I'd do anything that you say, anything 'Cause you the boss You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Ugh!) You, you, you the boss, ayy You, you, you the boss, ayy (Ugh!) You the boss You, you, you the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy Rozay a born stunner, I could blow money (Ugh!) 50 when I'm shoppin', that ain't no money (Ugh!) I got my jeans saggin' (Jeans saggin') Money stuffed in 'em (Stuffed in 'em) I got 40 whips (40 whips) Way too much in 'em (Much in 'em) I need me a queen (Queen) I need me a dime (Dime) Livin' this fast life, just show me a sign (Sign) I'm a G (I'm a G), I'm-I'm-I'm a G Took her from the lame, put her on that condo on the beach (On the beach) All she needs, all-all-all-all she needs Is a boss on my level who provides her every need (Every need) All I fiend is a queen in my presence, I can hold her til' I die Couple G's in my bezel, I'm a boss I'd do anything that you say, anything 'Cause you the boss You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy (Ugh!) You the boss (Ugh!) You, you, you the boss (Ugh!) You, you, you the boss (Ugh!) You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy (Boss) You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy Still runnin' the streets 'cause every day I'm hustlin' (Every day I'm hustlin') Double MG winnin' and the streets is lovin' it (Mayback Music) All this paper comin' and my baby touchin' it (Touchin' it) I pin her to the wall, you know this boy be bustin' it (Bustin' it) Fur coats in the winter, look like a polar bear (Polar bear) Stuntin' in the snow, these haters they can go somewhere, yeah Indoor pool, outdoor pool, indoor court Talkin' Ray J moves (Ray J moves) Seven Rolls Royces, pink slips like a boss (Boss) Champagne on her body, time to lick it off (Lick it off) Me and baby girl a winnin' combination (Combination) Ownership is my conversation, I'm a boss I'd do anything that you say, anything 'Cause you the boss You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy (Boss) You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy Talk to me I watch, you play (What you sayin' baby?) And I'll do whatever you say (Boss) Oh, I watch, you play And I'll do whatever you say I'd do anything that you say, anything 'Cause you the boss You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You the boss (Boss) You, you, you the boss, ayy (Boss) You the boss You, you, you the boss, ayy You could take it anyway you want to Daddy, I promise that I'll never disappoint you Just watch how I make it my motherfuckin' point to Get a raise (Ugh!) Get a raise (Ugh!) You only live once baby Let's do it big, come on You the bo-o-o-o-oss, boss The bo-o-o-o-oss, boss You the bo-o-o-o-oss, boss, ugh The bo-o-o-o-oss man, ugh You the bo-o-o-o-oss The bo-o-o-o-oss man Hey daddy, won't you come and be my boss? (Be my boss?) Let me work it for you with no days off (Days off) Hey daddy, won't you come and be my boss? (Be my boss?) With no days off (Ugh!)

So how can I be anything I wanna be If I die in my dreams? Uh Heard you talkin' on my name It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines (RIP to the legend Smoke, uh) It's gon' be a manslaughter (biggest) Or Homicide (may your name live forever, baby) If you fuckin' with me or one of mines (I felt you, yes) So many problems I can kill with just a text Not many barbers put a razor to my neck So many fathers raised us heartless in the 'jects So when it come to opps, murder I expect Pop Smoke gunshot, focused on one spot White glove, dice game, Wilt Chamberlain on the block The rain man, my stocks is one to watch Carry a casket, a nigga carry some shots Bomboclaat niggas in drop tops I deserve to shine, labels turn to shrines Still keepin' it real, every word and line Can I freeze the watch? You niggas burnin' time It's gon' be a manslaughter (biggest) or homicide (RIP to the real) If you fuckin' with me (may your name live forever, you hear me?) Or one of mines (Lord) It's gon' be a manslaughter (huh) or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smokin' opps 'til the clip end 40 carats on my wrist, yeah Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smoking opps 'til the clip end 40 carats on my wrist, yeah Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid To my children, make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid To my children, make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days Funny how the worst shit, happens to the best of them Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na Crazy how the best shit happen to the rest of them Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na So how can I be anything (how can I be anything?) I wanna be (I just wanna be, baby) If I die (I just wanna be free) In my dreams? (Oh, oh, oh-woah, ooh woah) Hey Just wanna fly free I just want to be me I just want to live out all my dreams Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Yeah, yeah, yeah