marlo - road to riches lyrics
[intro]
yeah yeah
cook that sh-t up quay
i was like ten seconds from goin’ to jail
and a hallway from goin’ to h-ll
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i was like ten seconds from goin’ to jail
and a hallway from goin’ to h-ll (goin’ to h-ll)
f-ck that but since i’m on the street n-gga i’ma give ’em h-ll
break the law, n-gga actin’ gangster, b-tch break his jaw
f-ck the law, benz real foreign n-gga, f-ck the cost
and i stay down wit my n-ggas, i’m never switchin’ (switchin’)
never go out bad ’bout b-tches (b-tches)
never hangin’ with them snitches
and i’m getting to the money, i swear i get it (get it)
and i tell my n-gga let’s get get it (let’s get it)
and my n-ggas know we on the road to riches, yeah yeah
[verse 1]
and them p-ssy n-ggas want drama on my mama i swear i give it to ’em (i give it to ’em)
they say n-gga you did it, so you did do it (ya did)
i smoke a n-gga -ss up just like a backwood (backwood)
and i been eatin n-ggas and i ain’t gettin’ full (nah)
got a russian ak with a switch tool (brrrah)
got a carbon one five, eatin’ sh-t alive
and i know them p-ssy n-ggas don’t wanna die (don’t wanna die)
make they mama cry out loud (loud)
godd-mn, look what they did to my d-mn child
got them young n-ggas wiling’ with them sticks now ’cause sh-t wild
[chorus]
i was like ten seconds from goin’ to jail
and a hallway from goin’ to h-ll (goin’ to h-ll)
f-ck that but since i’m on the street n-gga i’ma give ’em h-ll
break the law, n-gga actin’ gangster, b-tch break his jaw
f-ck the law, benz real foreign n-gga, f-ck the cost
and i stay down wit my n-ggas, i’m never switchin’ (switchin’)
never go out bad ’bout b-tches (b-tches)
never hangin’ with them snitches
and i’m getting to the money, i swear i get it (get it)
and i tell my n-gga let’s get get it (let’s get it)
and my n-ggas know we on the road to riches, yeah yeah
[verse 2]
and i got two sons so i’ma let ’em know
never go against the street code (shoot ’em)
and you better not never snitch and never fold (nah)
and you better not go out bad ’bout a ho (ho)
and you better let ’em motherf-ckin’ know (know)
that you gonna stand up with your bros (bro)
you never go out bad or sad (sad)
and if a n-gga try your brother then you better be on his -ss
bet i’m known for gettin’ that bag, stackin’ cash (cash)
put a push pin on that work and call it glad (glad)
these n-ggas green around this b-tch and n-ggas sad (sad)
[chorus]
i was like ten seconds from goin’ to jail
and a hallway from goin’ to h-ll (goin’ to h-ll)
f-ck that but since i’m on the street n-gga i’ma give ’em h-ll
break the law, n-gga actin’ gangster, b-tch break his jaw
f-ck the law, benz real foreign n-gga, f-ck the cost
and i stay down wit my n-ggas, i’m never switchin’ (switchin’)
never go out bad ’bout b-tches (b-tches)
never hangin’ with them snitches
and i’m getting to the money, i swear i get it (get it)
and i tell my n-gga let’s get get it (let’s get it)
and my n-ggas know we on the road to riches, yeah yeah
yeah yeah
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