Ride Solo

Riding out on the west side
Brenton Baby and you know I rep right
Niggas trippin ima let the tech fly
Come at me, better come correct right

95 Til infinity I'm just being me and that's facts
Niggas do same shit and want different shit. It's just weird to me and that's wack
Niggas that's want the cheese is gon flaunt the cheese man they falling all in that trap
Next thing you know these niggas like rats
Can't fucc with you bitches, get bacc

Man I got a lot to show, expect a lot of dough
But I just gotta trust the process
Really can't sleep at night so I proceeded to write bout anxiety and my stress
Ain't seen a church in years, I wanna shed a tear but I still know that I'm blessed
Came up in the church but I done did some dirt so don't try me nigga don't test
Hey

Impressing nobody, don't need anybody's opinion man don't come around
Cause niggas is stucc and if you going up they gon try just to keep yo shit down
Been thrown under water with fishes and otters and still found a way not to drown
So til you been through it and then you can prove it my nigga just don't make a sound

Been going through and I'm feeling like Christ cause I really just carry my load
I know I got talent, I'm finding a balance cause they want me selling my soul
I'm with all my niggas with bitches in pictures
But still I just feel all alone
I might just be prolly, I don't trust nobody
So really I'm rolling solo

I been rolling on the east side
You know the east side the east side
You know that we ride
You know that we ride that we ride
Nigga what it be like
Nigga what it be like it be like
Don't fucc with me right.
Fucc with me right with me right

I got my game from the grown niggas
Did this shit upon my own nigga
Can't talk long on the phone nigga
Might pull up and then I'm gone nigga

Ion do no kiss and tell
This no wish n whale
I feel sorry for

Gave y'all niggas the Art of love
Now I'm bacc again with
The Art of war

Just ain't in my policy
For apologies
What I pardon for

Used to give up my shot a lot
But I had to stop
Get like harden more

Already got enough for me
But I'm going hard
For my mans tho

Know a nigga gotta stick to the script
I can fuccin switch
I'm just saying tho

Just gon have to fantasize
I won't compromise
What I stand for

Anytime a nigga pick up the gun
Better fuccin run
Hope it jam hoe

Really I just punch the clock
My hands bloody
Been throwing up c's

It ain't about who got the guts
It's who got the nuts
And I'm showing y'all these

Is he talking bout bricks or whips
He got with the chips
Cause he showing off keys

Knowing I should stop and drop
But my glock is cocked
With they yelling out freeze

Gotta make decisions better
Girl I'm getting better
You know

And I gotta finish this letter
Send it with a sweater
Fasho

You can see my chain is swanning
I don't need no diamonds
To glow

So I jump in the whip
I'm bacc in my shit
And I'm just riding solo

I been rolling on the east side
You know the east side the east side
You know that we ride
You know that we ride that we ride
Nigga what it be like
Nigga what it be like it be like
Don't fucc with me right.
Fucc with me right with me right

I got my game from the grown niggas
Did this shit upon my own nigga
Can't talk long on the phone nigga
Might pull up and then I'm gone nigga



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Writer(s): Markus Henderson
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