


As the first song written for the album (albeit, during Ross’s jail stint earlier this year), it’s a strong tone-setter. "Bottom of the black market, time to rise again," he announces on the album’s opener, "Free Enterprise". With Black Market, he continues this narrative. September’s Black Dollar was a step in the right direction, with a refocused Ross proving that he’s more interesting with his back against the wall than when he’s dropping hits like Steph Curry three-pointers. Ross was forced to roll up his sleeves and right the course of his imprint. But after Meek Mill fumbled a winning hand against Drake, Wale and Meek began squabbling, and Ross himself went to jail for assaulting his groundskeeper. At this stage of his career, Ross should be sitting and tallying sales. If MMG is rap’s luxury car dealership, then Ross is its cigar-smoking general manager Meek Mill and Wale his top salesmen. It’s not that Ross’s output has been poor, but releasing Mastermind and Hood Billionaire in 2014 made both largely forgettable. Worse, the cracks in the seemingly untouchable Maybach Music Group’s beautiful granite finish have deepened. But since reaching his pinnacle with 2012’s Rich Forever, oversaturation has exhausted much of what made him successful in previous years.
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Five years ago, Rick Ross was voraciously bragging about blowing up like napalm and parking his Caddy in the living room on Ashes to Ashes, a free Christmas gift-slash- Teflon Don victory lap. The life of a boss is defined by highs and lows.
