No U-Turns
Rick Ross Lyrics

Ever since a nigga hit the top
Since achieving success, people have been hoping for my downfall

Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box
Weak men want me in jail or dead

They don't love you no more
People are fickle and stop supporting you once you become successful

Shit ain't been the same since I came through in that hot shit
Things have changed since I made my big entrance onto the scene

They gon' talk about you 'til you ain't got shit
People will always gossip about you, even if you have nothing left

Still gon' talk about you when you got shit
People will keep talking about you, even when you have achieved success

All eyes on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit
Everyone is watching me now, and I'm following in the footsteps of Tupac

Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit
Other rappers are making pop-infused music

I've been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch
I have managed to avoid photographers with a well-known woman on my arm

Glock .30 in the cockpit
I keep a loaded gun in the cockpit of my plane

Sipping dirty, conversating with the pilot
Drinking lean and chatting with the pilot while flying

Nigga, you ain't seen it, I've been fucking up arenas
You haven't witnessed what I've been doing, causing chaos at my concerts

I'm with double M, the genius, we the motherfucking meanest
I'm rolling with my team, who are all geniuses, and we are the most intimidating

And the cleanest in a long time
We are also the most pure-hearted and honorable crew in a while

You pussy niggas hating on me picked the wrong time
Those who dislike me are making a mistake by doing so now

Long line for a limp mink draggin', new bandwagon
Everyone wants to be associated with me now that I am successful

Blood dripping on me looking like a nigga stabbed him
I have been involved in a physical altercation that resulted in bloody wounds

I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet
I am focused on making money, with baking soda in my kitchen as a means of producing drugs

Pyrex, trying to whip a Rollie, making magic
I am using a Pyrex dish to cook drugs while also trying to create a Rolex watch, and it feels magical

Laughing at you fuck niggas getting madder
I find it amusing to see my enemies become angrier at my success

If I feel threatened, I'mma go and get a ladder
If I sense danger, I will climb over obstacles to defend myself

And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga
I will attack you physically, disregarding any protective gear you may be wearing

Motherfuck your couch, I'm with Khaled, the best, nigga
I have no respect for your belongings, but I do have immense respect for DJ Khaled

Troops gotta cock, coupe's gotta drop
I am always armed with my crew, and my car has to be convertible

Shit starting to change so you starting to change, ah
As things progress, people are beginning to act differently

Should be your favorite, now you're just hatin'
You used to love me, but now you hate me for no reason

Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah
As things evolve, people want me to adapt, but I refuse

They don't love you no more, nah
People have stopped supporting me

Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red
Someone wants to kill me and sees my blood as a trophy

Live by the code, it's the only way to play it
Follow the unwritten rules in order to succeed

Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated
I'm choosing between a Mercedes or Rolls-Royce, and I don't care for the Bentley Mulsanne

Half these niggas told, cut a deal, they'd take it
Many of my peers are snitches and would accept a deal to save themselves

Promise to never fold and the bonds still sacred
I will never give up on my crew, and our unity remains strong

Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won't make it
I had to distance myself from certain individuals who wouldn't make it to the top with me

God is the greatest as I'm praying in the latest
I am devout in my faith even as my success continues to grow

X600 as I swerve, Little Haiti
I am driving a BMW X6 in the Little Haiti neighborhood of Miami

Ou paka bat m'wen, sak pase!
A Haitian Creole phrase meaning 'You can't beat me, what's up?'

I'm busting out the sunroof, nigga, andalé!
I am sticking my head out of the sunroof, ready to take on anything

My money always coming, no, I'm never on pause
I am always making money, with no breaks in between

I'll bring you straight to your door if you a motherfucking boss
I have the resources to bring anything to your doorstep if you can pay for it

Hold up, you ain't got love for me, my nigga?
Hey, do you not have any respect for me, my friend?

Ever meet another nigga like me, my nigga?
Have you ever come across someone with the same level of ambition as me?

Are you sure? A nigga flip this shit like Jarl Borg
You don't seem certain; well, just know that I can handle anything that comes my way, like the character Jarl Borg from 'Vikings'

A nigga did this shit, this hardcore
I am the one responsible for my own success, and it was no easy feat

If you say it, guess it's true though, kudos, I mean, but who knows?
If you say that something is true, I will acknowledge it, but I'm still not entirely convinced

Salute to all the real niggas out there finding the loopholes
A shoutout to those who are surviving and thriving within the often harsh and unforgiving system

Fuck all these fuck niggas, hate when niggas come up, igh!
I disdain those who want to see others fail, especially in regards to success

Hopped off the plane, hit the helicopter (igh!)
I have just landed and immediately boarded a helicopter to my next destination

Tell these crabs in the barrel we eating hella lobster (igh!)
Let those trying to bring us down know that we are enjoying the fruits of our labor

Got hella options, like a college team
I have a lot of choices, like a coach deciding which players to use in a game

Hit these bootleg niggas with the heisman
I'm pushing aside those who are trying to replicate my success, as if I'm evading defenders like a Heisman trophy winner

Fuck the NCAA nigga, let a young nigga get paid, nigga
I don't respect the college sports system that earns universities millions while the athletes go unpaid

Niggas talking down on the crown
Those who are trying to diminish my authority or success

Watch them niggas you 'round got you wound
Be mindful of those you associate with, because they can cause you harm

Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string
Even those who dislike me want to be associated with my success, but I need to focus and be prepared

Wrong sport, boy, you know you're as soft as the Lacrosse team
You're in the wrong game, because you're not tough enough to play any sport, even lacrosse

You don't love me no more?!
You've stopped caring for me?

All the shit I done for you, you don't love me no more?
I've done so much for you, and yet you still don't show any support or affection?