Dead Last (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Meek Mill/Vory/Fabolous

Composed by：Robert Rihmeek Williams/William L. Roberts II/John David Jackson/Tavoris Hollins Jr.

Produced by：TM88

**** love

I don't need to give you my heart don't bleed it

And that **** you pulled that time

We ain't gon' talk on neither

I'm super loyal niggas 'cross me I go off on people

And you wonder why I don't call on people nah for real

Yeah

Over my dead body

Ain't just **** you it's **** everybody

Niggas talk behind my back I feel a way about it

It hurt me worser

When I act like I don't care about it

They was talkin' to them h*es and I'm aware about it

Oh yeah

Said my peace and I got nothin' left to say about it

Oh yeah

Niggas talk behind my back I'm aware about it

Act like I don't care about it

Never show my hand what they be sayin' 'bout us

Never show the 'gram we be playin'

'Cause I don't care about it

Chopper to the bully when we land that chopper near by us

Nigga be tryna stand by just to get they level up

He hit the baddest *****

He had in his life was standin' next to us

I can't even blame him

He get high key on his camera up

'Cause I been really havin' it my way this **** for regular

She ******* niggas that's regular I had to cut her off

My money ain't even regular couldn't even **** her raw

And she know how I'm comin'

She cum every time I **** her hard

But every time I nut it just be somethin'

I don't trust at all

**** niggas they'll try treat me like the underdog

'Til I pulled up on 'em in

Some **** like a three hundred ball

Act like you don't **** with us

You know that we don't **** with y'all

And we can stand on that 'til

When our mothers pull that cover off p***y

Over my dead body

Ain't just **** you it's **** everybody

Niggas talk behind my back I feel a way about it

It hurt me worser

When I act like I don't care about it

They was talkin' to them h*es and I'm aware about it

Oh yeah

Said my peace and I got nothin' left to say about it

Uh yes

Oh yeah

Teterboro pretty girl she wanna see the world

Shed a tear ready to kill just give me the word

Free the lord I say a prayer because it mean a lot

Killin' niggas by landslide it never even out

Homicides all in my eyes as long as I'm alive

Birkin bags stuffed full of hundreds now let's count 'em out

Movin' on niggas they will do you wrong

Want a war little boy you better move your mom

Headshot please lord forgive me when I air it out brrt

Paid the killers to stay quiet really say a lot

Dead and gone if we brothers then we better bond

If I never said I love you I must've said it wrong

Sellin' dubs when we wasn't sellin' much woo

When we was we gave each other Michael Rubin hugs

I may have let you beat me to a watch huh

But I'll never let you beat me to the top

Yeah yeah

Over my dead body

Ain't just **** you it's **** everybody

Niggas talk behind my back I feel a way about it

It hurt me worser

When I act like I don't care about it

They was talkin' to them h*es and I'm aware about it

Oh yeah

Said my peace and I got nothin' left to say about it

Oh yeah

Sometimes I wake up like **** everybody

Every thotty that you always see in every party

Every nigga sleepin' on me talkin' petty 'bout me

I'm your worst nightmare and you's a Freddy body

Little homie serial he on his seventh body

B M on some **** still like that new seven body

I'ma ball 'til I fall ***** could never guard me

Comin' short that ain't no joke and you can't Kevin Hart me

Niggas think they ridin' dirty but they movin' very sloppy

Got me out here on the north this **** very oppy

Got me way up in the hills signal very choppy

P***y very wappy got a nigga jewelry shopping

Scoop her in a Sunday in a cream whip

Then she cherry top me

Then got right back to it ***** could never stop me

I should not be taken lightly I'm a heavy topic

And broke h*es always trippin' but it's never tropic

The Spanish mamis say I like you talkin' heavy papi

New Pharrell Louis V with the leather floppies

Pull up to the valet with the engine revin' papi

Tellin' 'em be easy this a foreign not a Chevy papi

Middle finger up like a Tupac picture

Middle finger up up for who not with you

Yeah yeah

Over my dead body

Ain't just **** you it's **** everybody

Niggas talk behind my back I feel a way about it

It hurt me worser

When I act like I don't care about it

They was talkin' to them h*es and I'm aware about it

Oh yeah

Said my peace and I got nothin' left to say about it

Oh yeah