Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Road to Riches, artist - Napoleon Da Legend. Date of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Road to Riches |
| I give it straight like the trajectory of a stray to a bystander |
| Refuse to walk on all fours I rather die standing |
| Trying to live to a standard that wasn’t meant for mine |
| I live my life to the fullest by keeping death in mind |
| My people lost how much does peace and freedom cost |
| How do I chase money without losing my soul to an evil source? |
| My people get mocked and laughed at |
| Shot and slapped at |
| Worldstar is a joke gotta get passed that |
| Bottles in hand spending dollars on brands |
| Riding on dollar vans and only seen ya daughter through a sonogram |
| No father since our forefathers |
| Living with no knowledge of self but we the most stylish |
| So childish, celebrating being broke and selling dope |
| Hell is cold the devil welcomes you to sell ya soul |
| Make ya record blow have u sounding silly yo |
| Thinking you a goon but you a coon looking clownish in ya video |
| Six lane highway that leads straight to a jail cell |
| Police trained well while the drugs hitting ya brain cells |
| Hoes in the Poconos, coke in our nose and broken hopes it’s a slope, |
| We at the bottom on this totem pole |
| My soul is sad, bottom of the social ladder |
| We pros at acting like shit all good life is a prophylactic |
| You don’t build yourself by hating someone else |
| We all want the same thing it’s everybody for themselves |
| I’m tired of fighting against my own common sense is gone |
| Showing dominance with chrome life turned my heart to stone |
| Halogen dome, born only to create starving for years, desperation was the only |
| food we ate |
| No one taught us to be great our role models were pimps |
| Drug dealers, blood spillers, slug peelers |
| So fuck feelings, it tough living when you failing |
| With no road maps or direction in the ocean while you sailing |
| On the road to riches and diamond rings |
| This the sacrifice we make just to live |
| Companies are making money off us |
| Our moral compass is off |
| Record companies is making offers like slaves in auctions |
| They warned us in the past to take precaution |
| I’m lost already kid I just wanna save my offspring |
| So I talk it from the heart and share my life with you |
| Much rather that then fight with you |
| The right situation will have u doing dumb shit |
| Got me thinking of my crew in D.C., I used to run with |
| I had to motivate out and change my path the youth in the street play with guns |
| like a game of laser tag, got a taste of that |
| Bitterness lingered inside my mouth |
| Crib to crib, body tired, surfing on another couch |
| Back spasms from playing ball on cement |
| Always worked for mine |
| While some would get it all on the strength now they all convinced |
| Trying to figure out the magic pill but |
| How you gonna get the mass to feel you when you lack the real? |
| And I just spoke cataloguing all my soul in the bars |
| From the days of analogue tapes when I rolled in the car |
| Soul of a star not celebrities the ones in the sky |
| We only show appreciation when one of us dies |
| Numbers lie, so don’t believe all you hear |
| It’s politics a lot of tricks |
| Knowledge without any wisdom’s nonsense |
| Selfish and divided, self-entitled |
| They call us entertainers never recognized myself in the title |
| My brain itself is idle, that’s when the devil enters |
| How do I put myself first without becoming self centered? |
| Feel like someone else everytime I hear |
| Myself get mentioned like there’s something |
| Over me staring from the next dimention |
| It’s… puzzling sometimes I think about it |
| Music’s too precious and I know that I can’t live without it |
| Let it resonate like bass in section 8 |
| I just pray and leave the negative for yesterday |
| On the road to riches and diamond rings |
| This the sacrifice we make just to live |