How We Ride
Been traveling round the World
Been to different places, seen so many faces
Seen so many different races, could care less about the Racist
Keep that Blunt in rotation, you gotta learn to be patient
Inside of me there's no hesitation
Let's go back to the basics
It all started off inside of my basement
Now it's up to the Bassist, wait that's me, Oh Shit goodness gracious
Time to Medicate then, get that Birthday Cake
That Loui King, that Sour D
That Sour Banana Sherbert, Fallbrook, Organic Tree's
Tell me do you feel that Medicine inside these Herbal Leaves
Flowing thru your veins inside your brain to spark a stress relief
Been through so much Bullshit, that I can't take it no more
It's time I let it all go, that's why I smoke the Indo
Relieve my Mind and within time be back, back, back on the grind
If you ain't with it get behind, with so much Green on my Mind
It Motivates me, and in due time
My Determination will prove you Wrong
Just do right and you won't have to fight ignite
The Herb and start to write about my life
Constantly stressing, stay counting my Blessing
Been fighting depression at night
I got sleep paralysis hand got calluses
From working hard but no nine to five
Used to hustle living in the struggle
Man my Homies doing twenty-five to Life
Just be True to myself and stay outa trouble
Is what my Brother told me so it's what I'm living by
Fill my lungs with Sensi
Rise above the Earth and tell you all that you just living in a Lie
A Land stained by Genocide, the place where my Native people died
But the Roots and Culture live on through the Youth of The Uribe Tribe
My last Name is what I represent with Pride
Behind your Lies you just sit and hide
Whack Rappers Dick's you just sit and ride
But little do you know that shit corrupts your mind
Tell'em little Homie won't you hypnotize
Let'em feel the pain of that Ink Inside
Damn right man, I gotta show them How We Ride
With the wickedest triple flow like Bone to caress their mind
Got Damn, well I gotta step it up now
Ain't nobody doing it, how we pursuing it
How we just Brewing it
Ever since a younging I've been fantasizing of getting on these tracks
Now look where I'm at, now look where I'm at
How bout that, didn't think I'd be in the back of class Writing Raps
Trynna Hustle for some Cash, now I'm just laying down Tracks
Keep a little bit of Weed in my Backpack
Pass that Grape OG, let us Meditate
Hit that Fire boy, let us Elevate
Spitting nothing but Fact's, I ain't with the New Trend's
Fuck a Hashtag, Fuck a Hashtag
Been to different places, seen so many faces
Seen so many different races, could care less about the Racist
Keep that Blunt in rotation, you gotta learn to be patient
Inside of me there's no hesitation
Let's go back to the basics
It all started off inside of my basement
Now it's up to the Bassist, wait that's me, Oh Shit goodness gracious
Time to Medicate then, get that Birthday Cake
That Loui King, that Sour D
That Sour Banana Sherbert, Fallbrook, Organic Tree's
Tell me do you feel that Medicine inside these Herbal Leaves
Flowing thru your veins inside your brain to spark a stress relief
Been through so much Bullshit, that I can't take it no more
It's time I let it all go, that's why I smoke the Indo
Relieve my Mind and within time be back, back, back on the grind
If you ain't with it get behind, with so much Green on my Mind
It Motivates me, and in due time
My Determination will prove you Wrong
Just do right and you won't have to fight ignite
The Herb and start to write about my life
Constantly stressing, stay counting my Blessing
Been fighting depression at night
I got sleep paralysis hand got calluses
From working hard but no nine to five
Used to hustle living in the struggle
Man my Homies doing twenty-five to Life
Just be True to myself and stay outa trouble
Is what my Brother told me so it's what I'm living by
Fill my lungs with Sensi
Rise above the Earth and tell you all that you just living in a Lie
A Land stained by Genocide, the place where my Native people died
But the Roots and Culture live on through the Youth of The Uribe Tribe
My last Name is what I represent with Pride
Behind your Lies you just sit and hide
Whack Rappers Dick's you just sit and ride
But little do you know that shit corrupts your mind
Tell'em little Homie won't you hypnotize
Let'em feel the pain of that Ink Inside
Damn right man, I gotta show them How We Ride
With the wickedest triple flow like Bone to caress their mind
Got Damn, well I gotta step it up now
Ain't nobody doing it, how we pursuing it
How we just Brewing it
Ever since a younging I've been fantasizing of getting on these tracks
Now look where I'm at, now look where I'm at
How bout that, didn't think I'd be in the back of class Writing Raps
Trynna Hustle for some Cash, now I'm just laying down Tracks
Keep a little bit of Weed in my Backpack
Pass that Grape OG, let us Meditate
Hit that Fire boy, let us Elevate
Spitting nothing but Fact's, I ain't with the New Trend's
Fuck a Hashtag, Fuck a Hashtag
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Writer(s): Ramsey Uribe
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