Rick Ross Above The Law Lyrics (feat. Teyana Taylor & DJ Khaled), Meek Mill Above The Law Lyrics
Rozay, Meek Milly, and Billy
Too good to be true
Another one
Maybach Music
I’m so high, cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them flashin’ red and blue lights
They watchin’, waitin’ on a shootin’ star
But ain’t no stoppin’ the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
We above the law
Demons in my cell, it’s just me, all alone
Takin’ everything to trial, n****, we goin’ home
I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone
So postin’ guns on the internet, we don’t condone
It’s like snitchin’ on yourself, doin’ crimes on the camera, you like a witness to yourself
This new Louie came from Virgil, that’s why it’s drippin’ on my belt
For all them times was in them trenches, had to whip it up myself
Tryin’ to get it back, n****, we gon’ let it stack (Stack)
Never pullin’ over for the law in a pack (Pack)
I remember times sellin’ dimes to get a check
Now a days, the only time we doin’ time is a Patek
Run my check, n****
I’m so high, cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them flashin’ red and blue lights
They watchin’, waitin’ on a shootin’ star
But ain’t no stoppin’ the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
We above the law
Ten million worth of jewels in my interviews
Only made dude livin’ in the Shaderoom (Biggest)
I can see it in him, but I wouldn’t say it to him
Or I can give it to him, did it in a day or two (Brrt)
Go to club E11EVEN in the day time (Huh)
Still duckin’ 9-1-1 for the K-9
Quick to take her shoppin’ with my play time
And I always fuck her to the baseline (Biggest)
Me and Meek, n****, we the dream team
Murder n***** on Christmas Eve team
I see you lil’ n***** with ya sub mariners
You know I’m fuckin’ ya bitch, I’m so careless
On the big black jet, we off to Paris
It’s too good to be true, it’s like a marriage
Me and just the money till the day I die (Die)
Started with the envelopes and now our ceilings high, high
While you haters countin’ us out, we countin’ it up
One billion, two billion, three billion, four
Maybach Music
Cops yellin’, “Freeze”, I held my wrist up
All this ice, he prolly freeze tryin’ to frisk us
I’m with this bitch from Belize, look like a princess
Doin’ two-hundred in the Lamb’, gettin’ dick sucks
You talkin’ to the Rolex rockin’, G5 flyin’, say he on, it’s no cap, he ain’t lyin’
I don’t think they made no jets that we ain’t flyin’
I don’t think they made bad bitches that we ain’t dive in
Sittin’ on the paper, aggravatin’ the haters
Ballin’ like Kawhi, Lebron Clippers and Lakers
Judge tried to send me to jail, did me a favor
Forty mill’ strong, I’m on a year later, thank you
I’m so high, cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them flashin’ red and blue lights
They watchin’, waitin’ on a shootin’ star
But ain’t no stoppin’ the untouchables
We above the law
We above the law
We above the law, aye