Lyrics:
Ou ma lord
Everyday adey trot for the road
Anadwo biaa mi PC si mi suo
I wan pull up with all ma bros
Su matswi sika yaa still uptill no misii 3mbaoo
stack up the racks
I gotta cash out my cheques
I'ma go cope me some drugs
Got the Lean on froze
Walk on the road to the riches
The bitches they digging
I
Narnack Records it came
I was on one leg
I had to be in by nine-thirty
I said walking bass
Paper times two
Paper times two
Paper everywhere and not
to floss
Road head while we out
Or rain check at the house
Ride or die on the road to riches
No exiting off
Ride or die whenever Im tripping
Im checking her
For as I cut one but two down the line
But could it be yo' hoe that I'm cuttin' everytime?
And I come to find she servin' every nigga in yo' clique
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
behind and chose C-M-B
It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over
My face known on the back road, where villains roam
Innocence in yo soul won't hold, sympathy shown gives power to foes
It's all about control, keep
see by going on the road with me
Will make the needy pay
There's more money that way
We'll sell them jesus hats
Jesus socks
Jesus coats
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
could never keep my trousers up
I remember days and crazy nights
Are there any pirates on this ship?
And if they sober up - they'll have us
Home by
it
On my road to riches, these niggas some clowns
The Glock came with switches, the Maybach got switches
The way this bitch bouncin' up and off
not racist, I never lied
But I know there's a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin' god
He was fighting
the road
Awaits
On days you're tired I got
The theragun, got the stove
And one day we're retired
Saved for that mansion by the shore
(Today I verbify a life
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
MY DADDY CRY
HE WAS STANDING BY THE ROAD WAVIN' GOODBYE
AND HE SAID SON,
ALL ROADS LEAD HOME
Chorus-I THOUGH WE MAY BE MILES APART
JUST FOLLOW
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
to make this money, but still come by to see you
Feel like I'm on the road to riches, but I ain't driving legal
I can't let nobody pull me over
I got that
rage)
(On highways
Write with road rage)
(One, two, three, four)
Racing through the night
No time to lose
Adrenaline's high
Anger is my muse
Lights
on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me
I swear to you
Each time you'd pull down the driveway
I wasn't sure when I would see you again
Yours was a twisted blind sided highway
No matter which road you
off-beat, pointed thumb to the wrist
Scenes by Matisse
Fault (In)sanity
If it don't fit the mold
To the side of the road
To the side of the road
Caught my
dawg
Suits and tie
When riches around dawg
Pimping that's nothing to my downfall
Knowledge is my parachute
Money's land yard
Was raised by streets
But
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