Ride Or Die
I can't be nobody but myself I walk these shoes
People get some blues and think they cannot feel the blues
Cannot crash the coupe, too cool don't follow the rules
Yeah she love to choose the dudes in the Jimmy Choo's
She just chase a bag that's the same mindset as you
Call it gold digging I say it getting to the loot
People hate being from the same place as you
And not being in the same place as you ain't it true
Don't know what to do
Searching for the clues
Through the rough
I'm thankful thankful
Built tough
Made for it made for it
Rising up
And they falling they falling down
Talk of the town even if they talk down
Not meant for 9-5 I was on the prowl
Down in the count
If you in my wheelhouse
I will just send it out of the park
After dark we spark the tree no bark
My dogs they always bark
They got my back for sure
I know they do
I hope may all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you you
I got shorties on my line and I used to ride the pine
But you be lying if you said I ain't the truth
Fuck it let it rain get them dollars through the roof
And I'm feeling loose got the juice never truce
Fuck you, that's why
Philosophy is Socrates
Don't bother me with mediocrity it's not an option to me
Obviously I been getting to the money honestly
It's not just why I done it for attention made me smile
With a bad lil bitch and she don't spit
Head so big that the helmet don't fit
Had to do it big on my King Kong shit
Rolled another spliff I'm with Cheech and Chong chiefing strong
Tagalong with us
Sleeping on me then now the Adderall hit em
Keep ya enemies close had to ball with em
And I had a ball with em
That's all in the manual you know I'm gon' get it
A go getter
What you smoking on? I got the white widow
The big fish yeah ya'll some live minnows
Smoke rolling out rolling down my window
Ain't see nobody in my lane
All of you haters are lame
Laugh all the way to the bank
Ha-ha-ha
I pray may all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you you
May all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you
I really I really do
I really do
I really do
You know I wouldn't lie to you
People get some blues and think they cannot feel the blues
Cannot crash the coupe, too cool don't follow the rules
Yeah she love to choose the dudes in the Jimmy Choo's
She just chase a bag that's the same mindset as you
Call it gold digging I say it getting to the loot
People hate being from the same place as you
And not being in the same place as you ain't it true
Don't know what to do
Searching for the clues
Through the rough
I'm thankful thankful
Built tough
Made for it made for it
Rising up
And they falling they falling down
Talk of the town even if they talk down
Not meant for 9-5 I was on the prowl
Down in the count
If you in my wheelhouse
I will just send it out of the park
After dark we spark the tree no bark
My dogs they always bark
They got my back for sure
I know they do
I hope may all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you you
I got shorties on my line and I used to ride the pine
But you be lying if you said I ain't the truth
Fuck it let it rain get them dollars through the roof
And I'm feeling loose got the juice never truce
Fuck you, that's why
Philosophy is Socrates
Don't bother me with mediocrity it's not an option to me
Obviously I been getting to the money honestly
It's not just why I done it for attention made me smile
With a bad lil bitch and she don't spit
Head so big that the helmet don't fit
Had to do it big on my King Kong shit
Rolled another spliff I'm with Cheech and Chong chiefing strong
Tagalong with us
Sleeping on me then now the Adderall hit em
Keep ya enemies close had to ball with em
And I had a ball with em
That's all in the manual you know I'm gon' get it
A go getter
What you smoking on? I got the white widow
The big fish yeah ya'll some live minnows
Smoke rolling out rolling down my window
Ain't see nobody in my lane
All of you haters are lame
Laugh all the way to the bank
Ha-ha-ha
I pray may all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you you
May all your dreams come true
After all that we've been through
This room's big enough for two
Called to say I love you you
I really I really do
I really do
I really do
You know I wouldn't lie to you
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Johnson
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