Ultimate Team/ Road to Glory

Starlito & Tha Landlord & Don Trip & Propain - Rap
Ultimate Team/ Road to Glory
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Duration: 4:34
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[Verse 1: Tha Landlord] Logan text me like land we need another take While I'm starring at the pain in my mother face Stuck here. trying to keep my homes an my brothers safe Wounds heal, the pain is real, but the love is fake Me, my brain, heart , an soul on a double date My advice sell drugs, if you ever wanna run in place Baseball, soon as I get home I'm tryin to touch a safe Usually I'm about action, right now I got something to say My life real, so if you not, I ain't fuckin wit it I ain't got no jumper but this AO wack a hunnet niggas Crazy I lost both of my best friend's in one summеr visit It's crazy he can't even rеad but doing another sentence I really keep my intellect off of the internet So to act like you know me is really disrespect You better have life insurance before you send a threat I'm a king making sure my son get a check What you mean? you never hung wit me in the set Be yelling team but you don't come from the wicked west Niggas tryin to pick up water with a fishing net These niggas dumb, but I won't mention that [Verse 2: Don Trip] Mama told me "get the strap, pussies run in packs, got extended mags Scared money don't make money, with yo lil timid ass" I do what I wanna when I wanna, cause I said so I'm signed to myself it's forever bitch this Deathrow Tell em kiss my ass XO XO If it's ever up, I'm killing shit like asbestos Yall making all them sub tweets, we don't respect those I prefer it I'd we dont speak, I got strep throat Make so much green of these bars shit zesso Turn ya favorite rapper to my pet goat (*heh* laugh) No matter what happens I can't complain I do it all for my wife an kids, I'm Damon Wayans All jokes aside mo' money's on my mind An if money really talks, I gotta keep an open line I'm a go an get it I got no other option I'm a east side nigga until they lower my coffin 6 million dollar man stone cold Steve Austin You can purchase my shoes, but you still can't walk in em I, I spit the truth it's my god given gift Got to rep it 1 time before I dip Long live pif [Verse 3: Propain] Yeah, Rest in peace pimp, Mane obviously I'm still on go buying this shit up like monopoly Young pro, I got this out the mud like soccer cleats And still feel these niggas owe me more money, Tarahji P Where I'm from, baby in that jungle wasn't no dollar trees Ain't no uncs wit million dollar game, I don't know wall an g We just watch our folks shoot dope, it looked like cottage cheese Uncles got the shakes, my folks be high as college fees Back then, mama thought her boy was goin to ivy league Our lights was off, school of hard knocks what taught me how to eat My cousin locked, he told the lawyer fuck it he ain't gon cop a plea They gave em life, I cried enough tears to fill a isle or sea Know these niggas mad, that's why I don't trust em far as I can see Diamonds on me looking like I'm fresh off a robbing spree Nigga think about taking it, this choppa sang like Bobby V Fuckin up this game causing havoc, ho I'm prodigy (Pro) [Verse 4: Starlito] (Hah, Lito) My apologies, for fucking up the game Life time ban, I'm out yo league I'm gonna be playing college football please don't bother me An my young niggas getting paid like Colorado's team I ain't gonna tell you I'm a show you I wish yall let yall logic get ahead of your emotions I let go of my ego, an got my bread up like a toaster Living proof I did just what I said, like I'm supposed to be I feel better when you postin,posters, posers, you fuckin imposters Yall play too many games, I ain't updating my roster Still take it to the streets like like ( ? ) You got air force playbook, you runnin outta options Same team, never put my name in the portal Yall done bet against yaself like johnte Porter I'm straight forward, ain't no bush to beat around I'm the bully with the fully,ain't no pushing me around I'll take my daughter to the circus,if I was lookin for you clowns All that free ass hating it just shouldn't be allowed Yall ain't gon be happy till I react an suttin happen Taking shots at me like we at a trump rally Why yall look so sad? I'm back having fun rappin But I'll really send a blitz like I'm in a run package Step brothers for life an the 1st one,classic, 2nd one, classic,3rd one (?) I'm just stating facts it prolly sound like I'm bragging An I ain't hiding behind my phone, like a coward with a caption You was in the house, I was outside getting active Yeah I'm bout mine with a passion, where yall get all this audacity?! (I'm just askin)
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Credits
- Writers
- Starlito
- Tha Landlord
- Don Trip
- Propain