Proceeded to count profits
I know they got on binoculars
But fuck em all, we balling til they come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, blowing twenty tonight
Rozay is counting his money while federal agents are watching him through binoculars. Rick Ross doesnt care about them and will enjoy stunting so hard the cops may come for him……… at the risk of getting sentenced twenty to life he will spend twenty thousand dollars.
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