Sean Artest - Road to Glory Lyrics

Niggas started going to
Brunch instead of church on Sunday
Work hangovers at they desk lotta hate on Monday
Be wary cause the cultures real big on gunplay
Trump spent three trillion
Maybe one day clear out these loans
Wishin I could file a claim I’m soo good on the phone
Everybody so sensitive I’m watching my tone
And the judgement of your wealth is the places you’ve flown
I got head from this girl named rose
On a plane down south to a game flyin coach
Askin how we got to this she said she liked my approach
She was flying to her man that’s what scared me the most
People slavin for bread turn you to toast
I was down on my last like i was smoking a roach
Look around for a glass i was looking to toast
To a new life finished here had to get on the road
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love
Atlanta is next on my checklist
I wonder who i’ll meet there it’s filled with my exes
No hope going backwards I’ll always regret it
I’m in traffic headed where ever check is
Musics big in Atlanta got big on my checklist
Dont got that southern drawl i hope they accept it
Artistry day and night impossible schedulin
Tight fade for my mans but at night making records
Living large but where is the savings
Have fun is real cool till they debit the payment
Now you forced to OT cause that payment arrangement
Could give two fucks bout parties and bitches you slayin
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love
The road to glory has more struggle than the wildest story
Gods children this is statutory
And I can’t help but think that
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love

Niggas started going to
Brunch instead of church on Sunday
Work hangovers at they desk lotta hate on Monday
Be wary cause the cultures real big on gunplay
Trump spent three trillion
Maybe one day clear out these loans
Wishin I could file a claim I’m soo good on the phone
Everybody so sensitive I’m watching my tone
And the judgement of your wealth is the places you’ve flown
I got head from this girl named rose
On a plane down south to a game flyin coach
Askin how we got to this she said she liked my approach
She was flying to her man that’s what scared me the most
People slavin for bread turn you to toast
I was down on my last like i was smoking a roach
Look around for a glass i was looking to toast
To a new life finished here had to get on the road
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love
Atlanta is next on my checklist
I wonder who i’ll meet there it’s filled with my exes
No hope going backwards I’ll always regret it
I’m in traffic headed where ever check is
Musics big in Atlanta got big on my checklist
Dont got that southern drawl i hope they accept it
Artistry day and night impossible schedulin
Tight fade for my mans but at night making records
Living large but where is the savings
Have fun is real cool till they debit the payment
Now you forced to OT cause that payment arrangement
Could give two fucks bout parties and bitches you slayin
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love
The road to glory has more struggle than the wildest story
Gods children this is statutory
And I can’t help but think that
The people who find the right home
Are the people who fight for their love