Roads 2 Riches - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Ameriqa]

I'm just tryina get it for my grandson

Keep the fire in me lighted till the day tomorrow can’t come

Hands up high for the handsome

We done came from project buildings to them mothafuckin' mansions

Wake up when the mornin' ended

Opportunities come to those who get it yeah yeah

Don’t believe in the one's pretending

Focus only on your needs not on who done and did it yeah yeah

Ameriqa now a commodity

Look like at least a couple times I went and won the fuckin' lottery

Ballin' like Pac 'bove the rim

And no damn days off for the ones who sleep 'n' wake up in the fuckin' gym

[Pre-Chorus: Ameriqa]

Rollin’ shmoke intermission

Looking like a ghost in the mist (ooh-whoah)

Gang cold on them bitches

Staying on my toes on these roads to the riches..

[Chorus: Porchy]

Yeah, I’m on the road to the riches yeah yeah

That's why I’m cold to these bitches (oh yeah oh yeah)

I'm on the road to the riches yeah yeah

That's why I'm froze on them pictures (oh yeah oh yeah)

I’m on the road to these riches yeah

And there ain't no lane switchin' here

I'm on the road to the riches yeah

And it's a toast if you're listening

[Verse 2: Porchy]

I'm up early on a Sunday, its on me

Bitch I hardly have a holiday, I'm chasing it

Get it right when you get it right

I say its do or die really do or die

I can't let them

Define me

She's got questions

She lying with

I'm invested

In grinding

All these texts and lines I'm interested all through the night