Road to Riches

S.A.I.N.T You know who rockin nikka 40 on my hip And it’s stock nikka Don’t need no 30 clip 13 shots nikka Dome shot Now you body bagged From this glock nikka On the block Hustlin I got to get it Was sellin soap To the fiends A nikka was ignorant But got the dough Straight from the mud Watts taught me the business Like get up off yo ass Get that chicken n flip it You don’t wanna be Another broke lummy nikka out here beggin on the corner N livin off these bitches Elevate yo hustle Poke yo chest out Bout yo business Porsche range Lambo Bentley truck Tryin to get riches N tryin to f*ck more bitches But I’m tryin to get more money Stack it to the ceilin Me n my nikkaz And we don’t do no fake shit F*ck around n get a face lift stompin nikkaz out No fair ones And I’m still out here yellin Slidin in a foreign Me and my nikkaz On the road Headed to the valley To f*ck on these bitches She say I look way better in person then pictures I told the bitch shut up Now hand me my chicken Sent her on her way 10 toes On some fig shit Pulled up to the hood Chopped game N just bicked it Ran a couple fades The homies stay ignorant I keep my hands sharp Any nikka can get it I don’t be out here hand out askin for shit I’m a go getta Dolo tryin to get rich I don’t need no nikka Never needed a bitch If you really know me You know saint be on his shit From the projects William nicks Them yellow bricks N the pretty hoes still gone suck my dick And we don’t do no fake shit F*ck around n get a face lift stompin nikkaz out No fair ones And I’m still out here yelling