Tears Of Joy
Lyrics
Rick Ross
Featuring: Cee-Lo Green
[Intro]
Smokin' a fat spliff in a brand new Benz
No I.D. on the track let the story begin, begin
[Verse 1]
Looking in the mirror but I don't see much
Still running the streets so I don't sleep much
Watching the snakes so they don't creep up, but the way
I'm gettin' this money n*ggas can't keep up, you n*ggas can't keep up
N*ggas got beef but it can't be much
I'm still walking through the crowds like I can't be touched
Top back all black Gretzky puck
Ice skate a lil' later might let me f*ck, damn she might let me f*ck
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Vacheron on my wrist a year ago
I didn't even know the b*tch exist
Quarter milli for the mothaf*cka
No insurance on the mothaf*cka
Ain't life a b*tch, but you gotta keep her wet
Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set
Everybody know that I'm a lotta people's threat
Biggie Smalls in the flesh livin' life after my death
Yesterday I read my horoscope
Tell me Lord will I be poor and broke
Tell me Lord will I be dealing dope
I wanna take my momma to the Poconos, but only the Lord knows
[Hook: Cee-Lo]
To all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me why
Thought having everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy
[Verse 2]
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Young rich motherf*cker still uneducated
But dammit a n*gga made it, goddamn a n*gga made it
Crib bigger than a church, Lord know I'm blessed
Five different lawyers, Lord know I'm stressed
A punch in the face get you 300K, ask Vlad
Now he back to making minimum wage, another victim of my criminal ways
I wanna walk in the image of Christ
But that b*tch Vivica nice
And I'm still swimming in ice
I'm just living my life, I'm just living my life
Lease a Lamborghini for your pussy rate
Life is just a pussy race
Snatch a b*tch take her back to your place
Next morning I can tell you how the pussy taste, I got expensive taste
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did we do to deserve this?
Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real
I gotta represent for Emmett Till, all the dead souls in the field
Lookin' at my Rollie it's about that time
White man had a problem with mine
And we suppose to be shy?
The revolutions televised, Bobby still on the rise
[Hook]
Smokin' a fat spliff in a brand new Benz
No I.D. on the track let the story begin, begin
[Verse 1]
Looking in the mirror but I don't see much
Still running the streets so I don't sleep much
Watching the snakes so they don't creep up, but the way
I'm gettin' this money n*ggas can't keep up, you n*ggas can't keep up
N*ggas got beef but it can't be much
I'm still walking through the crowds like I can't be touched
Top back all black Gretzky puck
Ice skate a lil' later might let me f*ck, damn she might let me f*ck
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Vacheron on my wrist a year ago
I didn't even know the b*tch exist
Quarter milli for the mothaf*cka
No insurance on the mothaf*cka
Ain't life a b*tch, but you gotta keep her wet
Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set
Everybody know that I'm a lotta people's threat
Biggie Smalls in the flesh livin' life after my death
Yesterday I read my horoscope
Tell me Lord will I be poor and broke
Tell me Lord will I be dealing dope
I wanna take my momma to the Poconos, but only the Lord knows
[Hook: Cee-Lo]
To all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me why
Thought having everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy
[Verse 2]
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Young rich motherf*cker still uneducated
But dammit a n*gga made it, goddamn a n*gga made it
Crib bigger than a church, Lord know I'm blessed
Five different lawyers, Lord know I'm stressed
A punch in the face get you 300K, ask Vlad
Now he back to making minimum wage, another victim of my criminal ways
I wanna walk in the image of Christ
But that b*tch Vivica nice
And I'm still swimming in ice
I'm just living my life, I'm just living my life
Lease a Lamborghini for your pussy rate
Life is just a pussy race
Snatch a b*tch take her back to your place
Next morning I can tell you how the pussy taste, I got expensive taste
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did we do to deserve this?
Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real
I gotta represent for Emmett Till, all the dead souls in the field
Lookin' at my Rollie it's about that time
White man had a problem with mine
And we suppose to be shy?
The revolutions televised, Bobby still on the rise
[Hook]
