Skeme - Road To Riches lyrics

rate me

Get ready boys

Yeah!

I never a life without strut

I never thought this shit I write would buff

Money comin

All the sudden I got new cousins

But I won’t circulate it down with those who wasn’t grind

My past make it hard to sleep at night

It’s what I said was gonna feel me if I speak it right

I put my name on each and every beat

Like every black

I want my name on every street

The niggers ridin around with me boy they was never sweet

And most these rappers lame

It’s probably why we never speak

I used to sell white crack to make my Jordan money

The things did getting that dough wasn’t important to me

Got to a point where I was used to shitting up to

But knowing right from wrong and still was playing dumb too

I saw a way above the hood and started running too

I was barely getting bread but now...

I take the lashes to the wind

Just tryin’ to make my ends

On this road to the riches

More dough and less friends

Look at life, look at who designed the lanes

I can’t see my hustle ever break a beat

But I’m on this road to the riches

But I’m on this road to the riches

What’s the use in having bank but all your niggers broke?

And what’s the use in going hard if all your niggers won’t?

I always kept it real even when nigger don’t

And that’s the reason I am who all the real niggers quote

Talk about it but really got it

How you feel about it

Steady my moves cause lack of focus lead to lack of option

Got in this rap to clear my thoughts and into second profits

Double your grind, double your shine

That’s just basic logic

But boy shit on the largest scale be microscopic

If it ain’t paper or progression, it’s off the tap

Yeah! It’s that Malcolm man making flow

You know that though it in the gear

But never parking flow

If you ain’t have independents, then whatcha starting for?

The eye stack then you’d guess you gonna make it hard to go

Money, power and respect that all we wanted

Been on this road and bitch I’m staying on it

I take the lashes to the wind

Just tryin’ to make my ends

On this road to the riches

More dough and less friends

Look at life, look at who designed the lanes

I can’t see my hustle ever break a beat

I’m on this road to the riches

I’m on this road to the riches