Yeah it's boy LJ outchea here nigga I'm just on my way to the And I'm seeing in front of me Ha Ha Ha Ha First clip, South. Fucken shit side, I'm outchea, ROAD TO going hard Never it without a pain on my left scare Niggas foot steps, I've been gone two steps, Following 2 chainz, I've been up, jacked up PLANET LJ WC all the reasons why i came up. been in the game, ever since i was 9. Now you acting strange, Like who the is me? LJUNDISPUTED be the name I got all my bitches on my dinner table shits ROAD TO is on the mission now you screaming nice shit, 7 record labels and I'm thinking about that label, Come into my hood nigga, kush is sweet, You niggas out ragers, but i'm in the streets I never write all i do is just type, i time it out like a motherfucken internet, You 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 you know. On the ROAD TO RICHES with my building mansions in our minds that's a mind state. Come into my bitch I'm all about night stand, I 'be rating all asses that lack shaking with my niggas every time we meet, Hello Candice baby don't blush, you chilling with a nigga that is on the ROAD TO RICHES, And I'm getting paid for and every word i gotta say to you, I'm the motherfucken delivery boy, you got my without no text and i'm paid to chat, Did it for my niggas that be pushing for the South, You talk shit, pull the trigger on your face. Motherfucker blood gang, Hood. Never tag along with them niggas that they aint friends, You claim to be a gangster but you had a gun, I take you six feet but still you rise, Its a match you will never win in boxing fight I'm sitting on my thrown ROAD TO RICHES right? My nigga ASHES told me keep on rapping i'm gone. I you all the pole please bitch don't pause, Then you let my flow like John Paul. Yeah..........