Nappy Roots Riches To Rags Lyrics

[Mackey]
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and s__ with women (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...

(Mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[c'mon][Nappy]

[Yo!]

(Mmmkay)

Alcohol, drugs, s__, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, s__, s__(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, s__, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, s__, s__(too much)

He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, Armani suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major n____, a paid n____.]
Kept some rich friends, plus a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the best freaks, plus he jet ski, in Texas.
{Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, gucci sweata
Spillin' amoretta in a black Baretta
For the fools who change like blue weather.
[His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.]
Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet, planned the odds, he best, two keys inside his vest.
{I keep the gold chain, and a cold dame,
We drove a fast car in a slow lane,
With caviar with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.
[Snort c__e, push dope, down to cut, a n____ throat
Spent half of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat.]

(Mmkay)

[Mmmkay]{anyway[mmm-hmm]{for real?
[Is that right?]{feel that[Go'n ahead balla]{do ya thang
[Mmmkay]{anyway[mmm-hmm]{really?
[Is that right?]{feel that[Go ahead playa]{do yo thang

Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pair, gold skis
Mo' money, than Playboy (Mmmkay?) n____ Please!
[He was to the lavish, trick you casual, playa status, not the fattest
Chick the baddest, used to ball with Gladys Knight,
This was just your average night]
(My dude spend a G a week just to see a freak
Strip down to her bear essentials in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York Undercover shot his brother, in a shootout
He had to move out, and drop his mother in a new house.
He had nothin' to go home to, defeat was on the menu.
A two time loser, [ohh man] deja vu.
(Fell in debt with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, leased a Hundai, [pushin' out his Mom's place!])
[In court for child support, poppin' corks was more important.
Bench warrant, undercover imformant, three years upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin high off his own supply
Still movin weight, steady losin weight,
On the grind, with his life on the line.

Alcohol, drugs, s__, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, s__, s__(too much) Mmmkay?
Alcohol, drugs, s__, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, s__, s__(too much) Mmmkay?

Look, him and his boys got duct taped
for hangin' out at Suge's place.
See all my n____s, they took chase,
When they heard little Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, s_____ his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's.
Another street casualty that was written and promised in the prophecy.
[They stole his watches and rings while they shot up his veins
God bless, he had no vest, but he felt no pain,
From the holes in his chest.]
Heart beat, weaker now, stones in his reefer now
Lungs overflooded with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, ambulance light splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some room to breathe.
Doctor called the family in, enemies and next of kin.
One foot in the grave, and his soul in the wind.
From ashes to dirt, went closed casket to limousines and a hearse
Photographic pictures of the b______,
With "Rest In Peace" on (d___!) his shirt.
Cause after ways, some n____s came over, jumpin' out of a range rover.
Put the gat to his head, and he told him "The Game's Over!".

[Mmmkay]{anyway[mmm-hmm]{for real?
[Is that right?]{feel that[Go'n ahead balla]{do ya thang
[Mmmkay]{anyway[mmm-hmm]{oh really?
[Is that right?]{feel that[Go ahead playa]{do ya thank?
{repeat until fade