SILK ROAD - Anfa Rose

A lot of M’s in my sight

Reap what you sow

Live out what you write

I’ll stay 10 toes for like 4 or 5 (plus)

One god above help me see wrong from right (yeah)

That shit get old foreal

Cost my soul foreal

Shit could get cold foreal

My cards don’t fold foreal

My ties ain’t bought foreal

My feet don’t let up (yeah)

My whip 4 O’s foreal

I’m off rosé doing oysters for lunch

And my brodie got my back when its crunch

I keep the finest flowers crushed in my lungs

And from the feet up you got all that I want

Blew funds, had fun so I’m replacing the funds

I keep one hand on you and one on my gun

I’m lacing up I got a city to run

I got shit lit but I got plenty to come

Damn right I’m who I am

Damn right I make em mad

Damn right ain’t no comparing

Damn right I’ll make amends

Damn right I work O. T

Damn right I work the mic

Damn right its overnight

Ain’t no one night it’s every week

They hustle backwards and it just don’t make no sense to me

I’m out to get what I deserve whatever’s meant for me

All for the legacy

Make bread, break bread with me

Don’t feed into jealousy

I’m off rosé doing oysters for lunch

And my brodie got my back when its crunch

I keep the finest flowers crushed in my lungs

And from the feet up you got all that I want

Blew funds, had fun so I’m replacing the funds

I keep one hand on you and one on my gun

I’m lacing up I got a city to run

I got shit lit but I got plenty to come