911
Rick Ross · God Forgives I Don't [2012]
In other words, retaliation is a must!
[Hook]
I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord!
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let the top down in my 911?
Financial fanatic, 400 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, ? automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, sport cars with 200
Fuck all these broke niggas
Cause all I do is ball
Went and bought a big and tall
Niggas still scheming, we sliding on the mall!
I remember picking watermelons
Now the Porsche cost me a quarter million!
If I die tonight I know I'm coming back nigga
Reincarnated: big black fat nigga!
[Hook]
Financial fanatic, 400 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, ? automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, sport cars with 200
Fuck your investigation, started my elevation
Cherry red 911 straight to my destination
Mayweather got a fight
Make me some reservations
Now it's stocks and bonds
They know a nigga's name, they know a nigga's strong
Fuck wit me!
Fuck your insinuation
?
Got me some scheming bitches
Hustle, that's?
Hating, that switch the topic
Jump in my 911
2 bricks in my compartment!
She let me smell her pussy!
I know you smelling money!
She smell the gunpowder
911: 100 miles and running
[Hook]
About 911
Rick Ross's "911" serves as a gritty centerpiece on the 2012 album *God Forgives I Don't*, continuing his signature blend of aggressive lyricism and street-level storytelling. Released during a period where Ross solidified his status as a dominant force in Southern hip-hop, the track exemplifies his ability to weave complex narratives into high-energy beats. The recording captures the raw intensity of his "Hustler" persona, drawing from the same thematic well that defined earlier hits like "Hustlin'" on *Port Of Miami* while pushing the boundaries of his sound on the *Teflon Don* era. Musically, the song relies on a foreboding atmosphere that underscores Ross's delivery of vivid imagery regarding crime, power, and survival. It reflects the broader cultural context of early 2010s hip-hop, where artists frequently explored the duality of success and the dangers that accompany it. As a standalone track, "911" stands as a testament to Ross's command over the genre, offering a dense, unapologetic portrait of life on the streets that resonates deeply with fans of his discography and the wider landscape of modern rap.