作曲:Yo Gotti
作词:Yo Gotti
Yeah
Beats and like bees on my road to riches
Out of foot we go gang
A lot of gangstas
** up a hoes for the finger
The riches got it
I didn't put a whole lot of trickles
Stop ** with a whole lot of **
On my road to riches
And i gotta keep it real and don't switch a ** man
You know a ** gotta get it
I'm greasy greasy
I didn't ** the whole lot of hoes they **
We'll be back
Roll out of dough on my road the ridges
I didn't put a whole lot of trips four four
Five on the white a whole lot of yang of my grip
Twelve thirty
This ** ** with my mind though
These ** ain't real
Can't let them ** with my grind though
Yeah i'm on this road blind
What it feel like i know my way
Even though this little road i might start it right
Third nasty eight
** on my bed
In fact i'm pulling hard
I'm bullet on my block so fold up that's my bullet bar
I talk to the man on top like this one word would it go
But some in my heart just make me go hard
Is it my mom's or my squad
Cause on this road i could have a hoe like college
Get up and go even though i don't have to go
And pulled all types of triggers got uzis in calico
Don't ** with a lot of ** but ** the hoe
On my road to riches
I done ** a whole lot of **
Then ** off a whole lot of figures
On my road to riches
I done pulled a whole lot of triggers
Stop ** with a whole lot of **
On my road to riches
And i gotta keep it real and don't switch it
Man you know a ** gotta get it
Road to riches
I done ** a whole lot of hoes
They ** up a whole lot of dough
On my road to riches
I ** off a lot lot
On myway to the top top to the point i don't feel safe
I gotta pray with my glock and ** hating
Tell me what they gonna do when they got ** them
Flying ** ** high cause i'm high and he not
So i look at my real ** like we all we
Yeah now ** ** cross up
I'll catch all of these shots
But they don't know what they cost up to get to this
Pot i'm in the soldiers that boss up
I'm in the socks
We drop to the ** that one lock
Up to the ** that was straight drop from the low
Low ground bowl to the a one crop
From on the corners standing round stores
** rock for rock to doing shows
We yo ** ex and win o's roll courages
Out of ** the hood
Lot of ** that ** off a
A whole lot of figures on my road to riches
I done put a whole lot of triggers
Stop ** with a whole lot of **
On my road to riches
And i gotta keep it real and don't switch it
Man you know a ** gotta get it
My road to riches
I done ** a whole lot of hoes
Then ** off a whole lot of dough
On my road to riches
Told them torches so
Them quarterbacks ain't hearing no more
My ** rob stop buying his neck
They say he ain't worried no more
But he ain't stop cleaning his shell
Keep one in a bird to blow
He told me silly get your mail but beware of the hoes
Aye take care of the rose plus take care of your folks
Go so hard on them **
That put more fur in your foes
I get high i goes up and down down she goes
A lot of hoes i don't ** round and round this globe
Sometimes i don't even know
If this dough that i'm pursuing
Don't leave me down this road
And i ** up and get rolled
But one thing i know is everything i'm doing
Is motherfucking hood influence
On my road to riches
I done ** a whole lot of **
Then ** up a whole lot of
On my road to riches
I done pulled a whole lot of triggers
Stop ** with a whole lot of **
On my road to riches
And i gotta keep it real and don't switch it
Man you know a ** gotta get it
On my road to riches
I done ** a whole lot of hoes
Then ** off a whole lot of dough
On my road to riches