Rick Ross, Meek Mill, Teyana Taylor, DJ Khaled – Above The Law ( Lyrics) Letra RickRossVEVO Rick Ross, Meek Mill, Teyana Taylor, DJ Khaled – Above The Law ( Lyrics)
Intro: DJ Khaled
Rozay, Meek Milly and Billy
Too Good To Be True
Another One
Maybach Music
Chorus: Teyana Taylor
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
Verse 1: Meek Mill
Demons in my cell, it’s just me, all alone
Takin’ everythin’ to trial, nigga, 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 yoursеlf
Doin’ crimes on the camera, you likе a witness to yourself
This new Louis came from Virgil, this white drippin’ on my belt
For all them times was in them trenches, had to whip it up myself
Try and get it back, nigga, 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
Nowadays, the only time we doin’ time is a Patek
Run my check, nigga
Chorus: Teyana Taylor & Rick Ross
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 (It’s too good, yo)
We above the law
Verse 2: Rick Ross
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 E11VEN in the daytime (Huh)
Still duckin’ 9-11 for the K9
Quick to take her shoppin’ with my play time
And I always fuck her to the bassline (Biggest)
Me and Meek, nigga, we the dream team (M-M-M)
Murder niggas on Christmas Eve team
I see you lil’ niggas with your Submariners
You know I’m fuckin’ your 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 ‘til the day I die (Die)
Started with the envelopes and now our ceilings high, high
Interlude: DJ Khaled
While you haters countin’ us out, we countin’ it up
One billion, two billion, three billion, four
(M-M-Maybach Music)
Verse 3: Meek Mill
Cops yellin’ “Freeze”, I held my wrist up
All this ice, he probably freeze tryna 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 fly in
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, haha
Chorus: Teyana Taylor
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
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