Lyrics:
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Ooh,
on their one's
And two's for me
Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster
Got the Mac 11's swingin' from my shoulder
It's a damn shame I got to
Put my momma
your plan
If it was easy, no, I wouldn't be a strong man
Now I put my bets on you 'cause nothin's by chance
Got two sisters they my ladies
They was
If it ain’t about the money
Don’t call me
2 pretty women
Like I’m Goldie
And if I make it
To the morning I’ll be rolling
As the days go by
two new suns spin
(our paper man doesn't call)
Burnt shadow printed on the road, now there's nothing there at all
They said protect and you'll
One, two
One, two
One, two, three, four
This song is called Fences
I'm sitting in a room
Made up of only big white walls
And in the halls
'Til di blessings fall in me right hand
Straight up in right hand
Man ah lick two shot inna the air, we nuh fear
We nuh care fi di hype man
Unnuh
I strapp ya?
Niggas with all that hot capit
Niggas packin' in fake and it ain't happening
Will you think we're smacking
That yellow road is steady
to riches
Every card I'm dealing
Feelin far too distant
Everything I deal with
Feelin blue this the 2 I'm the duck you the goose
Petty fuels covered ghouls
I could never give my soul up for a check
Living water I don't need it on my neck
Road to riches cause a lot of y'all to wreck
Independent and I put
I never asked for this or planned it in advance
I was merely blown here by the winds of chance
I never saw myself as a Solomon or Socrates
I knew
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
From pennies to riches, the reaper done tol me the world is yours
From wantin the digits, to doin a feature and I'm out the door
I'm countin
teeth
They shining
On the road to the riches
I'm vibing
I be killing her pussy
I'm violent
30 Clip for a robber
He dying
Good gas
Backwood
Im frying
I
Ask em' where is the riches
Stop giving me bitches
Feel like if you wasting my time
I'm going to decline
Only call bout the digits
Busy crossing
trail the road to riches in my Ralph Lauren blazer
Drunk on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, speaking nonsense
Why?
Because I'm bout dollars
Started gaining
distracting me
She came and walked up in my life
Jezebel I think
I cannot walk by my feelings
Oh silly me oh
I know, I know
Just keep leading me down the road
distracting me
She came and walked up in my life
Jezebel I think
I cannot walk by my feelings
Oh silly me oh
I know, I know
Just keep leading me down the road
Sweetheart, your heart is loaded down
with useless burdens and bones
I can tell by the tear stains on the letter
you wrote me from the twilight
[Verse 1]
I drive my big truck
Rule the highway
Endless road
Through the byway
[Verse 2]
Engine roaring loud
Rolling wheels
Sky above
Way it feels
the riches, all this cookie, got me lifted
Spilt the syrup so she lick it, red beams, never miss him
Pac sun , is my denim
Red louboutins, when I'm dripping
shelf
I got peaches in my panty, baking upon my shelf
Well I'm so damn tired, I've been by myself
Well I had a good woman but unkindness drove her away
disappears
Slept one time in New Jersey
By the side of the road
And I thought about your warm heart
As I shivered in the cold
Now I've stayed in fancy
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