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Road To Riches Lyrics - Singles - Ljundisputed

[INTRO] 

Yeah it's your boy LJ outchea here nigga 

I'm just on my way to the RICHES 

And I'm seeing gold in front of me Ha Ha Ha Ha 

[VERSE] 

First clip, Dirty South. 

Fucken shit morning side, 

motherfucker I'm outchea, 

ROAD TO RICHES going hard 

Never made it without a pain on my left scare 

Niggas chasing foot steps, I've been gone two steps, 

Following 2 chainz, I've been locked up, jacked up 

PLANET LJ WC explains all the reasons why i came up. 

I've been in the game, ever since i was 9. 

Now you niggas acting strange, 

Like who the hell is me? LJUNDISPUTED be the name 

I got all my bitches on my dinner table eating shits 

ROAD TO RICHES is on the mission now you screaming nice shit, 

7 record labels and I'm thinking about that black label, 

Come into my hood nigga, good kush is sweet, 

You niggas out ragers, but i'm rated in the streets 

I never write down all i do is just type, 

Then i time it out like a motherfucken internet, 

You call yourself a rapper, motherfucker I'm no rapper, I'm no stranger, 

I'm just sealing all these bitches and I'm sipping twenty eleven whiskey that you know. 

On the ROAD TO RICHES with my niggas building mansions in our minds that's a mind state. 

Come into my crib bitch I'm all about night stand, 

I 'be rating all asses that lack shaking hands with my niggas every time we meet, 

Hello Candice please baby don't blush, you chilling with a nigga that is on the ROAD TO RICHES, 

And I'm getting paid for each and every word i gotta say to you, 

I'm the motherfucken delivery boy, you got my message without no text and i'm paid to chat, 

Did it for my niggas that be pushing for the Dirty South, 

You talk shit, I'ma pull the trigger on your face. 

Motherfucker blood gang, Brother Hood. 

Never tag along with them niggas that they aint your friends, 

You claim to be a gangster but you never had a gun, 

I take you six feet but still you can't rise, 

Its a match that you will never win in boxing fight 

Cause I'm sitting on my thrown ROAD TO RICHES right? 

My nigga ASHES told me keep on rapping then i'm gone. 

I give you all the pole please bitch don't pause, 

Then you let my beat flow like John Paul. 

Yeah.......... 

Are you remember?

Down

Artist: Motograter