G.K.B. Fatz - Road2Riches

I'm That nigga in a coupe
Yea I been sliding dolo
Got my niggas right behind me
I'm who they doubling back for
Brody got the 40 Im satisfied with the 44
Demons in my head
Mann I cant take this shit no more
Swerving on your block finna let a pussy have it
That nigga talk that tough talk he ion even be in traffic
The way I let it rip with no switch Automatic
She say a nigga saucy when I step out it be drastic
95s on my feet Nike I just do it
Saucy young nigga get the pussy and abuse it
Money in my pocket I'm in love with them bluefaces
I aint never had shit so bout that money imma chase it
On the road to riches young trying to elevate
Mind on a mill Baby chill Im trying to Paperchase
Balling like Im kobe Got the herbs so just pull up
Sell it gram by gram slow grind dont get jammed up

Young nigga on the roaddd
Young nigga on the road
Young nigga on the roaddddddd
Young nigga on the roaddd
Young nigga on the road
Young nigga on the roaddddddd

I been on the road me and thang out hea switching lanes
Brody caught a case den I got jammed n we aint say a thing
Loyalty over everything thats what a nigga stand on
Name in they mouth man I swear these niggas envy me
Da can be my sons theyll never be no ken to me
Focused on them riches young nigga finna ballout
Youngin stacking paper I want that coupe Im finna cash out

Young nigga on the roaddd
Young nigga on the road
Young nigga on the roaddddddd
Young nigga on the roaddd
Young nigga on the road
Young nigga on the roaddddddd

Written by:
Jeremiah Gaynor

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