Valley of Death

Lyrics

[Chorus: LaTonya Givens & Rick Ross] If I could leave this place With a smile on my face (The meek shall inherit the earth) I'd give up everything (That's what The Bible says) Just to make you happy But we both know, oh, oh, oh This ain't how life goes (I need it) We could build our own world But the streets keep callin' me [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Walk like a giant, talk like a tyrant Faith of a mustard seed, destined for a triumph David or Goliath, hate me or admire Kush burns slow as I chase my desires Embrace my empire, batty boy, eat fire Guns like choirs, when they sing, keep quiet Will I get to heaven? Turn to Psalm 27 Lord knows when I see this monkey, I'ma be the devil Beat him 'cause I'm clever, beat him at whatever You never was a G, nigga, unit mean together New York unified, down south love that When we got to shine, "Motherfuckers, where the love at?" Real niggas gettin' money, better log off Think the game's dead now? Imagine when your dog gone Imagine when it's all gone When your phone off, there's only one to call on [Chorus: LaTonya Givens & Rick Ross] If I could leave this place (I mean, if I die today) With a smile on my face (I could honestly say) I'd give up everything (Thank you, Lord) Just to make you happy (Thank you, Lord) But we both know, oh, oh, oh (Thank you, Lord) This ain't how life goes We could build our own world But the streets keep callin' me [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm bigger than a title, bigger than a name You could label we the biggest label in the game Put food on the table, fed the whole city Tell me who'd be the fool if the feds come get me Fetty isn't better when you're called a trendsetter The world's so cold, hope you got a lil' sweater Caught a lil' case, but he had a lil' cheddar Pled out to fifteen, poured his life in a letter Very first line, he called Trick Daddy stupid Say he got AIDS, tellin' people that it's lupus Not the one just to jump to conclusions I'm gettin' money, small talk could be a nuisance Both chains reminiscin' to them nooses Sittin' on deuces, new Land Cruisers (Boss) Who the fuck you callin' losers? You niggas losin', look like you could use us [Chorus: LaTonya Givens & Rick Ross] If I could leave this place (When I bought my first Run DMC vinyl) With a smile on my face (And my first 2 Live Crew cassette) I'd give up everything Just to make you happy But we both know, oh, oh, oh (I would've cried if I knew where I'm at today) This ain't how life goes We could build our own world (Took me forty minutes to walk there to buy it) But the streets keep callin' me [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Call your boy a C.O., but if I really was When all these niggas undercover fuckin' niggas up? Keep it triller, nigga never had a gun and badge Kept a nice watch, smokin' on a hundred sack Back in the day, I sold crack for some nice kicks Skippin' school, I saw my friend stabbed with an icepick Young nigga, fifteen with three seeds From that very day, I carried on the three C's Can't criticize niggas tryna get jobs Better get smart, young brother, live yours Only live once and I got two kids And for me to feed them, I'd get two gigs I'd shovel shit, I'd CO So we can bow our head and pray over the meatloaf I'm lookin' at the big picture Keep a bitch with you, tryin' to get a bit richer [Chorus: LaTonya Givens & Rick Ross] If I could leave this place With a smile on my face (I remember prayin' for, for me just to get the, the opportunity) I'd give up everything Just to make you happy But we both know, oh, oh, oh (To have a record deal) This ain't how life goes (And now I sign artists) We could build our own world But the streets keep callin' me (Thank you, Lord)