Highly Prestigious

[Intro: Rick Ross] I represent being highly prestigious Hold your head up and stick your chest out, nigga Take the kids in Do me a favor and ask your brothers to step back in This is just for us. Step around the campfire [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Seated on the throne is what I'm built for Like that early morning lunch up at the biltmore Got your baby mama number, then I pilled off Next morning on that marble, she was tiptoeing They always keep my nigga name in some fuck shit My reputation is one best not to fuck with Five shots to the head on the front street Living legend mothеrfucker, I'm a pun B! Smoke one with PMC on my nеxt round Glass of Actavis for all the ones I let down Thinkin' back to class, I never did well If I got to put it out, I knew my shit sell Dope game pitfalls, nigga this Rick Ross I was small, still a Bob Marley at kickball New palace got tunnels like El Chapo My new bank keep askin' me, what you rap for? [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Don't act like you don't see it You see my class, my price, my life, my life Hey, highly prestigious! You're looking for the boss, it's me, it's me, it's me My style, awesome, special, hey, highly prestigious! [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Still smelling crack smoke from the back porch Young boys will get you anything you ask for Still the same young nigga with the shit stains Running back before they came in to some big things! Used to be dreams of playing baseball Dope boys paying lawyers to study case laws Small pills and in return you get a paste up Tax evasion in itself, nigga wake up! Ambition is the role that the trap play Why so many niggas strapped, when we backstage? Enjoy these times cause we livin' in the last days Kill a nigga and they lurk you for a decade I think the accolades want my dick hard Pastor says prayers helped me make it this far Talked up a codeine the night I relapsed We all respect a nigga eatin' out of three traps [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Don't act like you don't see it You see my class, my price, my life, my life Hey, highly prestigious! You're looking for the boss, it's me, it's me, it's me My style, awesome, special, hey, highly prestigious! [Verse 3: Rick Ross] A lot of friends and all the ladies call me François Push up on me, fuck around and get a bad scar (?) and let my men feast You know the spot, fat boy, I need a 10 piece Imma stick to the script 'til the credits roll Heavy car go flying out of Mexico I'm only here baby just to change your life Highly Prestigious, and don't ever make me say it twice! [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Don't act like you don't see it You see my class, my price, my life, my life Hey, highly prestigious! You're looking for the boss, it's me, it's me, it's me My style, awesome, special, hey, highly prestigious!