Us (feat. Drake & Lil' Reese)

[lil reese]

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[drake]

Ovo mmg gbe

You already know..

[hook: lil' reese]

At the top it's just us nigga

But i don't really trust niggas

Otf it's just us nigga

But i don't really trust niggas

Gbe we don't fuck with niggas

At the top where you see us nigga

Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas

Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas

[verse 1: rick ross]

Michael jackson got them fiends just like thrilla

Two door maybach clean, smokin' on killa

You a stranger talkin' and i don’t feel it

If i don’t know your momma, i'mma make him feel it

Heavy armor-all you know i wanna shine

Bitch i need it all, each and every dime

Photos taken, four door maybach i know you hatin'

Stayin' with women from staten island my flows so flagrant

We the realest, pistol concealed my percentage

Higher than yours cash money i see no limits

Port of miami then i drop trilla

Ex dope dealer worth 8 figures

[hook]

[verse 2: drake]

Just got back from turks & caicos hoes all at the villa

Only nigga making albums with no fucking filla

New deal on the table look like bout like 10 milla

Shout my lawyer man he a contract killa

You know 305 ricky that's my fucking nigga

Did this shit right here baka, preme, styles and gilla

Did this shit right here for reese, sosa, fredo, durk!!

You let drizzy get a verse you gon get this work

Yeah, at the top it's just us nigga

Yeah, that's why i don't really trust niggas

See my family and the money is a must nigga

All the fame and all the pussy is just a plus nigga

Yeahhh

[hook]

[verse 3: lil' reese]

Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas

A small circle with no new niggas

Cause i don't really trust niggas

Gbe its just us nigga

And she just wanna fuck with us

So much kush keep me stuck nigga

In other words high as fuck nigga

Life's a movie i'm a priceless picture

400 for the belt nigga

Right or wrong you get left nigga

For that bag you get left nigga

For my niggas you get left nigga

[hook]

[verse 4: rick ross]

I love this beat, ah man i'm finna go bad

I pay for pussy, ah man she gotta be bad

She fuck with me, that bitch know i'm 'bout to buy them bags

Beef with me, fuck boy bout to go out back!

I woke up countin' money, make confetti fall

Type of money, she fuck me she gotta fuck us all

Them other boys well known for letting niggas starve

We eating good, not my 40 wing stops

My new home look like it's al capone

My new bitch look like she in them folds

My new watch look like i had a stove

Barry weiss told me i'm gold, god forgives i don't

Me and drizzy like the beatles nigga

Same ones hating, wouldn't wanna be them niggas

We love them stares but we don't see them niggas

We don't see them niggas!