9TEEN ++ RiDE FOR ME!

Yeah,I don't dash, I hit the splash
Then get the cash, then I'll go up
I was stressing not relaxing
I got trapped like I was stuck
And they tell me it was luck but they gonn' never show me love
I was strapped and I was numb and now we checking up on drugs (hey)

She a diamond like a mineral
But the timing I get lyrical
All these rappers leaving when they all critical
Like we're really trying to hit the Pinnacle

Man I'm sickening like a flu
You might just think that I came with a jet (jet)
Them rappers don't like me, just do it we like Nike
I might just go get me a check

Percocets got me paranoid
Play with rappers like they set of toys
Man I keep it smoking you can tell them boys
Last night it was an error void

I was born with a set of horns
I can tell you all my metaphors
But I'm sipping wait, I was that annoyed
F it up but I had no choice

I told La'Hoodie "I'm repping your set" the vision just never collided
We getting violent
Thugga's is running like n when hearing them sirens
Chase the horizon I'mma come back for it on a regular timing
I think I decided, I know they throwing shade when you shining

They keep talking
With my n we extorting (we extorting)
We want foreigns
Till we look we touring (like we touring)
Mission abortive, I can't tell you what's important
Up all night cuz I was snorting
Now they ask me "where you going?" (Where you going?)

I was 19 selling (I was)
Selling "Pipe Dreams"(selling)
They don't like me, I need a cheque like Nike yeah

I Wanna touch a million (a million)
I wanna see a bee (a bee)
Maybe I love this feeling (this feeling)
Maybe I can't (compete)

I don't know baby I roll slow
Eyes closed really going psycho whoa
Would you ride though? Put you by my side and hold you
Right I can never let you slide I told you

Yeah uh, got my first tattoo at 19 bought my favourite kicks at 19
I didn't know where to go back then so I had to follow my dreams
I would tell you it was getting scary
Saw my own thoughts they was fighting me
Gave the art my heart entirely
Real confessions in a diary

Not acting cowardly, still facing poverty
Moving commodities still yeah
So we can produce a better mentality we gotta know when it's real
I had to chill for real
I ain't even thinking bout going and getting a deal (yes)

Still I be fighting anxiety
Jealousy contagious in my society (society)
Word is a paintbrush
A beat is a canvas I got me a gallery (gallery)
Charged up like a battery
I cook it up but you its not carvery (carvery)
I got a cavity
From all these sweet flows and I'm still burning calories

They keep talking
With my n we extorting (we extorting)
We want foreigns
till we look we touring (like we touring)
Mission abortive, I can't tell you what's important
Up all night cuz I was snorting
Now they ask me "where you going?" (Where you going?)

I was 19 selling (I was)
Selling "Pipe Dreams"(selling)
They don't like me, I need a cheque like Nike yeah

I Wanna touch a million (a million)
I wanna see a bee (a bee)
Maybe I love this feeling (this feeling)
Maybe I can't (compete)

I don't know baby I roll slow
Eyes closed really going psycho whoa
Would you ride though? Put you by my side and hold you
Right I can never let you slide I told you



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Writer(s): Tumelo Bokang Polisa
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