[Intro: Rick Ross]
Masterminds! We gon' get this forever

You know whenever we link up, my ^!$$%
They think this %#@! comes from outer space or something
^!$$%, let's get this money ^!$$%

Masterminds: ROC, MMG! Jay, I got it, I got it

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Four stacks for the heels on my (*##$ feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki's
Tell a plug that I'm lookin' for increase

Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a ^!$$% name and the car start
^!$$% switching lane to lane like WalMart

Sippin Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashing on the four-door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo

Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old (*##$ for my new (*##$
Cause my new (*##$ something like a nympho

$#&@ the game raw when I came in it
Getting money ever since I came in it
You couldn't stop me if you tried

Mother$#&@er cause the devil is a lie

[Hook: Rick Ross]

Big guns and big whips
Rich ^!$$% talkin' big %#@!
Double cup, gold wrist

Double up on that blow, (*##$
Two mil on that I-95
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay tithes

Opposition want me dead or alive
Mother$#&@er but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, (*##$ I'm the truth

The devil is a lie, (*##$ I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
(*##$ I'm alive, the devil is a lie


[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen

^!$$%s seen a 36 at 16
100k for the 16
^!$$%'s stick dirty but his dick clean

My money goin' on the deep end
Talkin' half a milli for the weekend
Contract like a ^!$$% play defense

Curtains in the Maybach (*##$ peek in
Now the (*##$es wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot

Dope boys on the goal ^!$$%
Went gold 6 times for a goal ^!$$%
Black bottle and a bad (*##$

Club all money where the cash is
Dubai I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor ^!$$% Burj Khalifa


[Hook: Rick Ross & Jay Z]


[Verse 3: Jay Z]
Is it truth or it's fiction, is it truth or it's fiction
Is Hova atheist? I never $#&@ with True Religion

Am I down with the devil cuz my roof come up missin'
Is that Lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin'
That's D'usse baby welcome to the dark side

Coulda got black list for the crack %#@!
White jesus in my crock pot
I mix the %#@! with some soda

Now black jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
East coast, winnin' that life, ^!$$%, cheat code

The hatin' is flagrant, hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the RICO, them black people
Devil want these ^!$$%s hate they own kind

Gotta be illuminati if a ^!$$% shine
Oh we can't be a ^!$$% if a ^!$$% rich?
Oh we gotta be the devil that's some ^!$$% %#@!
You seen what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on the Barney's like we own the (*##$

Give the money to the hood, now we all win
Got that Barney's floor lookin like a VIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Mavado, boy I'm that gully
Gettin white money but I'm still black

All these ^!$$%s claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, Mansa Musa
Told my lot, the devil is a lie, I'm the truth ya

[Hook: Rick Ross & Jay Z]