Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ashamed , by - Rick Ross. Release date: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ashamed |
| Got on my darkest shades, this man is made |
| Inherit no riches, Jehovah’s my witness |
| Physical fitness, home economics |
| In the kitchen digital scales producing the product |
| Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave |
| In the coupe with the tec, it’s the home of the brave |
| They wanna know names, they toting on thangs |
| Never wanted the fame, just wanted the range |
| I needed some change, mama needed a raise |
| She stayed in a rage, hated minimum wage |
| I’m feeling the same, all these criminals paid |
| Wearing Bally’s and gold, I’m selling dope shameless to say |
| And maybe one day I could put this pain away |
| Until then I’mma be a d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| I’m ashamed to say |
| Until then I’mma be a d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| (Honey, it’s shameless |
| Shameless, what you’ve done) |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| (Honey, it’s shameless |
| Shameless, what you’ve done) |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| Before I was a fetus, had the genes of a leader |
| I mean look at my features, educated my teachers |
| I was calling them plays, you were still in the bleaches |
| Booby gave me the game, change to give me some sneakers |
| Now I’m roaming the block, car missing the top |
| Meaning missing a roof, hope you listening y’all |
| I was dealt a few blows, I felt a few lows |
| Even shed a few tears, I traveled that road |
| Went from walking on gravel, now I’m riding on vogues |
| 50M's in the bank, I get me 200, I’m gone |
| Still so close to the hood, I’m ashamed to say |
| All the money in the world can’t take this pain away |
| It’s just another story at the campfire |
| Court side seats with the franchise |
| I think about my nig*gas doing 25 |
| Shining bright, who am I for you to criticize? |
| (Honey, it’s shameless |
| Shameless, what you’ve done) |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| (Honey, it’s shameless |
| Shameless, what you’ve done) |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| Until then I’mma be the d-boy, I’m ashamed to say |
| I’m smoking psychedelics, I hustle like a felon |
| Hottest record label, but still in all I’m chilling |
| Not a crack in my voice, this young ni*ga so poise |
| First I stack some money, then go to war with them boys |
| Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues |
| Better ring the alarm, cause we bringing them pistols |
| Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues |
| These emotional ni*gas, and most of them killas |
| They moving in silence, but they follow your Twitters |
| These the games that they play, they study your Instagram pictures |
| See I live by the code, that the mafia wrote |
| When he ran his mouth, me I ran the smoke |
| I’d rather listen, he had to ask permission |
| I had to make a way, I had to act commission |
| Until this day am slanging, the commission remains |
| Now I’m worth over a billion, I’m ashamed to say |