Ridin' (feat. Keatz Weber)

Ayye yooooo
Subtle mafuckin Records man
You know how it is by now thoughh
Ayye

Hold on my own and am finna keep it slidin
See us on the streets and your quick to been hidin
All my enemies know we colliding
Subtle records in this bitch always steady riding

When we ride they gon notice
Me and my homie ride we the coldest
Nevermind what they told us
Can't fuck with my crew just know this

Keep it subtle We gon roll in the night time
Ima hold up my own know I got mine
Never go with the grain we colliding
Till the grave subtle recirds always be riding

When we ride you mafucka's should know
You always see us rolling heavy lethal minds how it goes
Pull up on the block
Check it
Subtle Records fasho
You won't ever hear us coming Dog I'm letting you know

Subtle how I been living gon feel the breath on your neck
Not talking Glock's to the dome but soon I'm earning respect
It's them dark vibes I got em and Im boutta dissect
Any artist that's on the rise thinking I wont collect

Im boutta lay it down play it how I know It should be
Too many acting hard flaunt it like they running the scene
When really all they do is bark you's a dog on a leash
Lil rat dog chewing more than I know you can eat

Dog I know that you don't even wanna play with me
German Shepherd
Imma hound who's about to feed
Let em know that I been coming and Im boutta beat
Rappers saying they're tough and that they run the street

When we ride they gon notice
Me and my homie ride we the coldest
Nevermind what they told us
Can't fuck with my crew just know this

Keep it subtle We gon roll in the night time
Ima hold up my own know I got mine
Never go with the grain we colliding
Till the grave subtle records always be ridin

I'ma ride, what it do
Know we bust back
Why they taking shots at my crew I'ma hush that
We aint never want smoke, what they wilding for
Making all this noise
I'ma fix 'em with a silencer
I'm quick to keep the peace but don't get it twisted
If yo mouth dont cease then you gon' get lifted
I aint saying I'm untouchable thats far from reality
Run yo mouth to the wrong one, end up a fatality
I'ma ride for my clique
Fuck around with my blood
I'ma die for it quick
I'ma ride like I should
I'ma ride when its thick
All my life I been good now I dont give a shit!
Hold it down for the real ones ridin in my corner
Keep your eyes on yo homies known with a false persona
Cause they aint never liked you
Quick to turn around be the first ones to spite you

When we ride they gon notice
Me and my homies ride we the coldest
Nevermind what they told us
Can't fuck with my crew just know this

Keep it subtle we gon roll in the night time
I'ma hold up my own, know I got mine
Never go with the grain we colliding
Till the grave subtle records always be ridin



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Fellenbaum
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