[Intro: Avelino]
Yeah yeah
Gotta read between the lines for this one
Yo
[Verse 1: Avelino]
Rich dad, poor dad, I'm just glad I saw dad
Read the laws of power, now I'm pissed I broke the law, dad
Never knew the secret cah the teachers never taught that
Who knew you could think and grow rich? I should've thought of that
Author that, wrote his only destiny, I saw the script
Flipped it, got paid in full, I'm Rich Porter Av
Avenue Road felt like the road to riches
As a runner when you shot an 8-ball and get a quarter back
Touch down when bro was in thе field
And I said the grass is greener whеn you travel
I didn't mean go get deported back
Back in Seven Sisters never had a thing still
Shared with my siblings, I can't wait to tell my daughter that
[Verse 2: Wretch 32]
So now it's teenager Sky, baby free car seat Mercedes Jeep
This time around I'm sheddin tears while you lay asleep
Held you in my arms from ya heart, it's like I made the beat
This type of production, I don't even wanna take a fee
It's family first, then you got the same face as me
My sister, that's my junior look like Julie but she JME
I'm breakin bread, I'm breakin bad then I break the scene
Break a leg, then break my fast when I break the beat
Moral of the story isn't for me, cah it's make believe
I leave the room, hear things from the booth, must be latency
Save the tweets, diamonds paid in full, I got the ace on me
I make the P and use the AMG to get from A to B
[Verse 3: Tiny Boost]
Uh, I'm a product of that cocaine aroma
Push a brick of marching powder, that make me a paper soldier
All I hear is dough like I spent my day with Homer
Stuck on that MAC, I gotta spray off the shoulder
That gon' have 'em on their knees and toes
Keep the business on a need to know
Keep ya mouth closed or they gon' thread the needle through ya Os
Bro got married to the money, that's the only relationship I'm considerin as goals
Lord knows, I've been the one for the roads, and the streets and the blocks
I never boxed, had to bob and weave the shots
Livin in some dirty towns, I gotta go and clean the watch
And if you put ya hands on that, I end up cleanin out your clock
It's real
[Verse 4: Youngs Teflon]
One thing 'bout music when it hit, you feel no pain
Like black talons from this hammer, when they go inside ya brain
I know I'm bigger than the madness, I be trying to reframe
They be testin out my darkness, I was born in that like Bane
There's a science to my raps, but I ain't never practice voodoo
Reinforce the old resistance, you can call me Shaka Zulu
I'm like Bishop with a juice, and I ain't talking 'bout Tutu
Step father to these rappers, liberate just like Mutulu
Uh, captain crusin in a fast wagon
With a queen with blonde hair, she reminds me of The Last Dragon
My flow sick, I'm from an ill manor
I sold brown with a fox, it's out late I call it Ill Na Na
