Ride With Me

Let's take a ride
Yeah
213, USC, Dorsey High
Right down the street
Grew up on the west-side
OG's in the lo lo
Drawing pictures of the gangsters
Chucks, khaki suits, white t's, red rags
4515 August street Jungle stones
Instead of bangin I was writing songs
70s baby I'm classic
Parent's with the afro pick
Crenshaw district (Los Angeles)
I pray for the city I come from
Red & blue put down your guns
Got love for the hood like Nipsey
Gon' preach till Yahshua come get me
Ride for the King like a Bentley
Spirit gave me energy (Yah)
Ruach is living in me
You fill me never on e
19 young & restless, paid a g
Bought my Cutlass
From my dad, had to work hard
Green & gray with the white walls
I was cruising downhill
Trying to do my own will
If it wasn't for your grace showing me the way
Wouldn't be alive see another day
I remember when I got into an accident
Spared my life no accident
Providence Heaven sent I got the evidence
Nothing without you
This for the homies in the Regals
Cadillacs and Monte Carlo's
Had a homie name Carlos
Hit the bass I'm cruising down the Shaw

Ride slow
We just (we just)
Drive slow
We dip and we, ride slow
We dip and we, drive slow, (yeah yeah)
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin-ridin
Come along & let's ride
Take a ride with me take a ride
Take a ride with me let's ride

Switch it up Chevrolet
I was lost but I know the way
Back in this joint like vertebrae
In the name of Yahshua Yahuah we pray
Life is a gift you don't get everyday
Married to Him I don't need bouquet
So what if you don't like my Instagram
I just want to be like the Son of man
Slow your roll traffic jam
10 freeway on the L.A. cam
Born in the city of angels
Nobody hear wear halos
From the struggle, made to hustle
Trying to find true l-i-f-e
Holy Spirit never left me
Brought me through the Red Sea
So why would I turn right back around
And go back to E-g-y-p-t
I was called out young man
Rapping on the block at the age of 10
I was hanging out pad and pen
Mackin to the girls with the cocoa skin
Had a crush on a girl named Sheralyn
Hit the books and I'm back again
After school another fight again
Instead of throwing up b's & c's
Rollin on d's smoking trees
I was busy making my a's & b's
This for the homies in the Regals
Cadillacs and Monte Carlo's
Had a homie name Carlos
Hit the bass I'm cruising down the Shaw

Ride slow
We just (we just)
Drive slow
We dip and we, ride slow
We dip and we, drive slow, (yeah yeah)
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin-ridin
Come along & let's ride
Take a ride with me take a ride
Take a ride with me let's ride
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin
Don't you know I be ridin-ridin
Come along & let's ride



Credits
Writer(s): Kareem Watts
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