J Dot - Road To Riches

You see me drivin', prolly ridin' on my road to riches
See me , prolly on my road to riches
Prolly ridin' on my road to riches
Fuck the police, they can't wait for me to fall
I'm a convict, give a fuck about the law
Springfield in my pocket, that's my dawg
Winchester, hollow tips, go through walls
Phone on DND, I keep on missing calls
I just sold 252 grams of raw
Global tel link number, that's my dawg
They keep beating up my cash app, for sure
Nigga, whoa
Gotta watch for federales
Them niggas tryna stop me
Finne buy these houses
Leave these streets, I made the promise
Rich told me go OT
Los told me put this behind me
Your lil' niggas catchin' cases
My lil' niggas catchin' bodies
I know this shit off topic
Pussy weak, that head ain't sloppy
Bitch, I'm buyin' you a Whopper
Won't take you to no Wusabi's
On my road to riches
I ain't stoppin' for nobody
Gettin' money, gettin' pussy
Stay out of jail, yeah them my hobbies nigga
Them niggas gon' hate when this shit over with though
Shit over with, man
Nigga bout to level up, man
Niggas gon' hate this shit, man
You see me drivin', prolly ridin' on my road to riches
Fuck the speed, I'm ridin' over limits
You mad at me because yo broke ass do not know this feeling
Get in that bag, nigga, and get out them feelings
Ain't no bitch in my front seat if she not photogenic
I like my bitches bad as fuck, that is gon' go and get it
If that nigga broke as fuck, prolly don't know that nigga
If you pussy, we ain't rockin', that's a no-no, nigga
Had to tighten up my circle on the road to riches
Nigga, finna find a way
Finna go legit, ain't got no time play
Had to tighten up my circle on the road to riches
Nigga gotta find a way
Finna go legit, ain't got no time play
Just turned down $75,000 advance
I hope Allah didn't had that in my plans
I can make that shit off dumping all these grams
But dumping grams could get me back in the can
Ain't no praying finna get you out that jam
All my niggas in the system understand
Won't see some of my niggas on the streets again
Shout out Big 7, he shot me a lot of fans
Gotta watch for federales
Them niggas tryna stop me
Finne buy these houses
Leave these streets, I made the promise
Rich told me go OT
Los told me put this behind me
Your lil' niggas catchin' cases
My lil' niggas catchin' bodies
I know this shit off topic
Pussy weak, that head ain't sloppy
Bitch, I'm buyin' you McDonald's
Won't take you to no Wusabi's
On my road to riches
I ain't stoppin' for nobody
Gettin' money, gettin' pussy
Stay out of jail, yeah them my hobbies nigga
Nigga been home damn near five years, nigga
Nigga ain't goin' back, man
Police finna be mad as fuck when they can't get a nigga no more
Bitch ass niggas
You see me drivin', prolly ridin' on my road to riches
Fuck the speed, I'm ridin' over limits
You mad at me because yo broke ass do not know this feeling
Get in that bag, nigga, and get out them feelings
Ain't no bitch in my front seat if she not photogenic
I like my bitches bad as fuck, that is gon' go and get it
If that nigga broke as fuck, prolly don't know that nigga
If you pussy, we ain't rockin', that's a no-no, nigga
Had to tighten up my circle on the road to riches
Nigga, finna find a way
Finna go legit, ain't got no time play
Had to tighten up my circle on the road to riches
Nigga gotta find a way
Finna go legit, ain't got no time play

Written by:
Derek Brantley

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