Road 2 Riches ft. 1300 BigMike & PlaugaRilla Lyrics

Sonjay, you snapped on this one

I didn't have a chance to see it

Why the fuck you hesitate

I don't know, I don't know

Go B

Nigga had his chance, he see me, why the fuck he hesitate

Told me wait until he slide but died, guess I'll forever wait

We sending niggas right to hell, there ain't gon' be no heaven gates

I'ma plug the socket, start your car up like Kevin Gates

Movin' schoolman, pushin' weight, every nigga around me movin' great

It's y'all life to live, one die behind that block of trauma sticks

Up the blick with his eyes closed, fuck he tryna meditate

In a 2 door coupe won't catch me lackin', I'm movin' state to state

And my brother big blood, he be movin' like a snake

Slimey nigga, he gon' slide, den, slime em' with the drac

Up his blick, I up my blick, ain't no time to hesitate

I let it shoot, he let it shoot

And the choppers eat his face

I'm in the trap , tryna cut that work up,

Serving, them custies , destroy them chickens

Spin' on the block with ARP, tryna catch a body

It hold 50, I got shooters, they steppin', they drip in designer

Niggas think he gon' kill me, ain't payin' no mind

Don't fly with the Drake, gon' fuck up the block

He out here with that stick, he got hit in his head

This shit really hittin', I'm smokin' it, man

This shit really hittin', I'm smokin' it

I'm on the road, road to riches

You worry about hoes, you chase these bitches

I'm chasin' these bands, I'm countin' these fists

They think that I'm talkin', I'm round, round with it

Strap bag, hop on blick

Shit belt to ass, when them niggas gon' get it

Put that cap in his hand, that bitch was a fitted

She wanna love me, wanna fuck me, I'm with it

Put that back on his head, my youngin gon' get em

Shooting at him and , whoever with em

If it don't hit his head, it's hitting his kidney

(If it don't hit his head, it's hitting his kidneys)

Free30, he stay with the 30

Pour four of that Red, he sippin' that dirty

N im riding wit that drac freeway cops swerving,

Say he gon' kill me, I ain't even worry

Free30, shot in the cut like curry

Flip that switch, getchu, you gone in a hurry

Where your man

Oh yeah, he burried

Oh yeah, we hit em up

Put it right in the hearse

I fucked a op bitch, left her on read

I had to do her the worst

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