Roadmap Lyrics

Yea

Ayyy

Trill E$TATE ya know

Dreams & Pain yea

100 miles down my roadmap

Know my destination why it say I'm going backwards

I'm just a man wit a plan in my hand

YOOO

Back to my future yo this should've came with air mags

I'm everywhere my vision go, my goals is on a air tag

Caution my creatives more appealing to the under served

Why those catered to, overlook the helps worth

But not me, even my lord washed feet

Soul clean as white sheep, solid gold when i speak

Call that, Blood of the lamb

Rouge lanvin match red bottoms I see blood in da lamb

Said my visions on an air tag

Want you to stay with me find me through the ambitious hashtags

Used to be on street shit now I'm on some chic shit

Always wanted freaknik I learned to value Queen shit

Watched tipdrill swipe my card through tongue and cheek shit

What have you, told you your discretion would add value

Bringing you round these people play yo part just act natural

They don't need to know the struggles we've become familiar wit

Spook by the door play a dummy like a ventriloquist

Rap been too easy I wrote this upon my bed side

Pardon my approach I'm still wiping crust From both eyes

Check 3 of my accounts, while she go apply her skin care

Better get in wit me this your only path to win-share

I know the way I spit it may require you to think

But think and grow rich above my peers amid a blink

See me as I see above the pyramid to brinks

If I don't reach the stars now, it's clouds beneath my feet

White as Air Forces switching gears like we in Porsches

Came a long way I used bag up more then grocers

The flow is all net they sick it's adding to the gross

I'll count you as expense if that's the cost for me to grow

But still I know, success don't mend the cut of woes

Or spare bloodshed from those, with extra dough

Target on my back, like I cleaned aisle 4

I used to work at TJX me Dre and Art connect

How'd they know the 3 of us would step

Like 3 peat no reps

1 piece catch wrek

I'm 3 P no check Pushing PPP

Thick thighs she blessed

Dats 2 piece mo breast

Yeah

Like I need mo stress

Dey both bad who next

2 tens duplex

Yeah

This where the hook go

Getting straight to it like the line from where the rook go

If we talking shit please remind em that I took no

200 on the dash I hit da gas like I passed go

Aye Yeah

This what it sound like

Big dawg, nigga this a hound bite

And you don't wanna find out what dat pound like

Terry cloth on my shoulders like I'm Prime Mike

100 miles down my roadmap

They still don't get the picture fuck a Kodak

Bring my engineer turn yo LB trap to a Bose trap

Triple M fuck turn it to a clothes Trap

Start poppin on my collar dis a hoe track

Tried to tell em I ain't playin

Know I been eating I'll go buffet wit it

Know he too vanilla want another shade of grey

I'm outta the way after I have my way wit it

We all gone touch some money but who staying wit it

That's me and Chevy on a pick and Roll

Said we dream different we after different goals

Chasing after figures till saks fifth is in a figure four

All of my submissions gone make em tap in rhythmic tone

Told em it's my turn, I didn't ask if you could condone

223's I'm triggered I pull and switch to a different zone

Dollars on my head like I'm calling dog off a money phone

OK,

What will it take to say that boy different

They need to see me flying sooner bitch I'm Blake Griffin aye

Yeah

Yeah, I said OK like Oklahoma

Flying SOONER Blake Griffin

HEY

100 MILES DOWN MY ROADMAP

KNOW MY DESTINATION WHY IT SAY I'M GOING BACKWARDS

I'M JUST A MAN WITH A PLAN IN MY HAND