I Ride 4
Bout ta take it to the top
See me climbing out hole
Bruh man with the bop
Old King in my soul
Controlled I can't be
My mind on stage 3
Game locked and I'm key
2pac, we all G
The block it stay hot
The knocks they can't stop
The plot get so thick
Like thieves that's born rich
Don't thug and play bitch
Get scratched ain't can't itch
My brain on grind time
Tell bruh bruh I shine slime
Yo pimpin I been spittin
Born truth ain't Tristan
I'm lifting no politican
Im gifted, blessed and wishing
Not bitch'n but stay sippin
Born Christian but no Lipton
No tea, I'm water whippin
Still tippin like Mike Jones
Tell P I got phones, the hook up
We grow clones, E.T. can't phone home
Get lost and might die
Don't talk and speak high
Can't win without a try
My life no suicide
I Ride off in wind
Bless women the can't pray
World living the wrong way
Girls livid but can't say
Young boys just don't know
Old man just won't grow
Yo sins they gon show
But work to be better
And work to seize cheddar
Forever i won't never
My fam we ride together
All men they must die
All women gon cry
My life no suicide
I Ride off in the sky
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Ride for my dreams
Ride for my fam
Ride for what's right
Some niggas don't understand
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Had a 9 ta 5
Something shady laid me off
Drego dregan bounce back grind mode like a boss
Every loss be a lesson
Let my mind be a weapon
Shout out Val been steepin
Hit the combo like Tekken, uh
Goin for the crown, Oakland in my sound
Bout to break it down
Never been a clown ass nigga
My soul bigga
N style sicka
I'm on eekah
I'll treat her how treat me
Except a lil better
Mind wetter get cheddar
Style cold need a sweater
Put childish shit ta rest
You grown that be the test
Do what's right mutha fuck a left
Tell em muh fuckas
Say it with they chest
Lil tink tink all bad
Hit the lick and then crashed
Hit em with a blessing but the devil on his ass
All men they must die
All women gon cry
My life no suicide
I Ride off in the sky
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Ride for my dreams
Ride for my fam
Ride for what's right
Some niggas don't understand
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
See me climbing out hole
Bruh man with the bop
Old King in my soul
Controlled I can't be
My mind on stage 3
Game locked and I'm key
2pac, we all G
The block it stay hot
The knocks they can't stop
The plot get so thick
Like thieves that's born rich
Don't thug and play bitch
Get scratched ain't can't itch
My brain on grind time
Tell bruh bruh I shine slime
Yo pimpin I been spittin
Born truth ain't Tristan
I'm lifting no politican
Im gifted, blessed and wishing
Not bitch'n but stay sippin
Born Christian but no Lipton
No tea, I'm water whippin
Still tippin like Mike Jones
Tell P I got phones, the hook up
We grow clones, E.T. can't phone home
Get lost and might die
Don't talk and speak high
Can't win without a try
My life no suicide
I Ride off in wind
Bless women the can't pray
World living the wrong way
Girls livid but can't say
Young boys just don't know
Old man just won't grow
Yo sins they gon show
But work to be better
And work to seize cheddar
Forever i won't never
My fam we ride together
All men they must die
All women gon cry
My life no suicide
I Ride off in the sky
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Ride for my dreams
Ride for my fam
Ride for what's right
Some niggas don't understand
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Had a 9 ta 5
Something shady laid me off
Drego dregan bounce back grind mode like a boss
Every loss be a lesson
Let my mind be a weapon
Shout out Val been steepin
Hit the combo like Tekken, uh
Goin for the crown, Oakland in my sound
Bout to break it down
Never been a clown ass nigga
My soul bigga
N style sicka
I'm on eekah
I'll treat her how treat me
Except a lil better
Mind wetter get cheddar
Style cold need a sweater
Put childish shit ta rest
You grown that be the test
Do what's right mutha fuck a left
Tell em muh fuckas
Say it with they chest
Lil tink tink all bad
Hit the lick and then crashed
Hit em with a blessing but the devil on his ass
All men they must die
All women gon cry
My life no suicide
I Ride off in the sky
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Ride for my dreams
Ride for my fam
Ride for what's right
Some niggas don't understand
I Ride! I Ride
I Ride! I Ride
Credits
Writer(s): Deandre Thurman
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