letra de road to riches - toxmatic
[hook]
this criminal is smooth
micheal jackson making moves
ain’t got no time to lose
man i run this with no shoes
see now i’m on ma way
i am on the road to riches
n-gg-s on ma wave
i see blood suckin’ leaches
[verse1]
i’m on tight ropes doing back flips
but they never play me on the fm
cause i’m not known i dont stack chips
i just throw the middle finger f em
but i train all day finna rise with art
deep in ma music just lies ma heart
took a lot to be this nice and smart
cause if you black then you work twice as hard
the system thinkin’ i don’t know ma worth
they think i don’t know that i’m gold on earth
a black sheep rockin’ the lions crown
i pray for the good days to come around
cause dreams die when blacks raided
she pause fly for the stacks naked
ain’t fair when i flex faded
strange flair this x-rated
[hook]
this criminal is smooth
micheal jackson making moves
ain’t got no time to lose
man i run this with no shoes
see now i’m on ma way
i am on the road to riches
n-gg-s on ma wave
i see blood suckin’ leaches
[verse2]
i’m goliath i’m a king god
you david with no sling shot
not joking better bow down
you no king that’s a foul crown
don’t be the one that i pick on
so little n-gg-s better be gone
a lot of n-gg-s doin’ chick stances
better know that i got six senses
make all these one hit wonders forgotten
now that’s a mission i’ll mot be aborting
sick from the days of picking cotton
troops on the frontline if you frontin’
this is a slappin’ you havin’
cause i am the weapon of heaven
don’t try to compete you will lose in a track
now i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch cause your music is wack
[hook]
this criminal is smooth
micheal jackson making moves
ain’t got no time to lose
man i run this with no shoes
see now i’m on ma way
i am on the road to riches
n-gg-s on ma wave
i see blood suckin’ leaches
[verse3]
open doors for the meal kits
no remorse when i k!ll beats
and i do it fine i just spill hits
i was gonna sign but a deal cheats
too sick when this dude rhymes
do it all for the good times
i’ll keep pushin’ till ma craft pays
as i train hard for the tough days
on the road to riches ain’t no luck with the cheque
i hate nine to five i don’t f-ck with the wack
never writing a song with a part of me sober
keep ma head up and ma heart on ma shoulder
doin’ things n-body can or could
had chains on ma brain but i broke out for good
broke all the chains like a real n-gg- should
now i’m picking some locks to escape out the hood
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