Lyrics:
my distance
Loud Pack, two grams, in my Swisher
We gon' do this shit forever
When we gone, yeah they gon' miss us
Ayy, we on the road to the riches
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
winning? rule number one to be a boss make sure your n*ggas committed. On the road to the riches ain’t no stopping can’t quit it can’t wait to look back
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two
Birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing
that was committed
By one brother to another brother, and uh
I looked around my neighborhood as
A child and I
Saw the crime and violence and I said
or nice
Roads are closed
Snow is falling
But I don't really mind
I know that it's cold outside
The world is bundled up in white
I just need you by
Fear Not
Lyrics by Nigel “Legin” Anderson
Written by Nigel Waverly Anderson (Lyrics)
Produced by Dylan Graham (Music)
Mixed by David Blascoe
no forgiveness
No feelings on this road to riches
Rolls-Royce, got it chauffeur driven
Rose Rollie, and these stones are hittin', yeah
No face,
done, no
I gotta get away and get some country sun
Look to the sky, the stars are outta sight
Hidden by the cloud of the city's might
Hear the sirens
One, two, three, here we go
Yeah
I'm walking out my front door
I'm jumping in my car
Take another left on Main Street
Head right to where you
it hidden inside of me?
But why should I worry and why do I care
When this road that I walk on is going nowhere.
I stand and I study every face in
I know some youngins in the field who got more motion than a tight end
But me I'm trying to this high end
Long road to riches okay lets a get
On the road to these riches, tryna reach new heights
I just keep on rollin', they tryna block my shine
Fuck niggas, can't help it that they just hate
Moonlight drips on gravel roads,
Farms asleep, fences old.
Jack and Jill on crumbling porches,
Swing and sway by fading torches.
Two steps short
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
You told me one
You told me two
You told me ten thousand lies, little girl
You told me ten thousand lies
Well you told me more lies
myself I am not never ask for help
Get off your ass and get ah bag fuck being lazy
Hit the road for 2 months Ik it sounds crazy
What I made could've went
He's down a dead end road
And he don't know where
The right front tire
Is gonna need some air
Up around the bend
Just a two pump place
So he
Verse
Down on this dusty road
Where worries often grow
We find a way to cope
In love’s gentle glow
[Verse 2]
Pockets got nothing much
Riches ain't
an equal match road
Destination unknown
She's Little Bow Peep
And her and her whole sheep gonna have their wool unsewn
Now the wolf give a push
Now
way home
Ain't easy to atone
Rags to riches, this I know, that's how it goes
Please God take me down this road and no more fear of the unknown
on the road (ah)
Ten on his head, he'll be dead by the mornin' (by the mornin')
I can get dirty for the stove (ah)
Dior trench shit hang to the floor (ah)
I know
Taught me so well that I grabbed the gold
And I left him layin' there by the side of the road
the road, Sweet Jesus
One more for the road
Still dealing with anger and grievance
The baby gives us two hours every night
Now I can't think left to right
But
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