The Rider
Getting it
This the way that I been kicking it
Check out this phantom I'm sitting in
I just put ten on my wrist again
I turn my block to a gold mine
Two hundred acres the confines
Chandelier hangs on the inside
Beach is the view that's from both sides
Yeah
Getting it
This the way that I been kicking
Two car garage that I'm chilling in
Fresh out the dealer I'm pulling in
Kick in the door like it's roadhouse
Strapped with the heat like it's cold out
Just booked a show and its sold out
Neckless is frozen it's cold now
Yeah
Getting it
Look at this room that I'm sitting in
Work like a man on a mission is
So much doe no place to fit it in
Punch into work seven days of the week
If it's money there's no way I'm missing it
I been on point
It's a flip of the coin
I could spazz on your ass I need ritalin
Yeah
I got the juice
I'm a man on the loose
I put ice in the rollie
Holding shit down
I can guard like a goalie
Move on the sly like a brand new paroli
Open the whip and it's white on the seats
Bomb on the radio hundred degrees
Thirteen a show and that's minus the fees
Bitch get up off me I can't even breath
Yeah
Fuck with your boy
Got this on my own so no favors are needed
Switch up the whip cop a few every season
Bad as a bitch
I'm the shit Norman Reedus
Red leather wood
I put that on the dash
Red leather tagged on my vest like I'm flash
I don't do shit unless the outcome is cash
Stacking my paper I'm having a blast
Yeah
This shit is obvious
Bludhavens' mightiest
Fight like I'm Spartacus
Started with nothing but now getting money is finally part of us
Came from the bottom but fought my way out of it
The rider in all of us
Now the empire is good with a reach that is farther than all of us
Yeah
Pull up in something that's foreign
The bitches be on him
It's not even fair
Step in the party
Got shots of Bacardi
I'm about to put one in the air
Life in the lane
I'm moving to fast
But fuck it I don't even care
Long as I'm looking my best and all of my haters aware that I'm here
Been on my grind
Got doe on my mind and got Jake on the ink
So much doe coming I need me a Brinks
Crew looking solid
It's quite a regime
I'm on my shit if you know what I mean
Business attire
The boy looking clean
Too complicated like Avril Levigne
But putting in work got me living the dream
Yeah
This the way that I been kicking it
Check out this phantom I'm sitting in
I just put ten on my wrist again
I turn my block to a gold mine
Two hundred acres the confines
Chandelier hangs on the inside
Beach is the view that's from both sides
Yeah
Getting it
This the way that I been kicking
Two car garage that I'm chilling in
Fresh out the dealer I'm pulling in
Kick in the door like it's roadhouse
Strapped with the heat like it's cold out
Just booked a show and its sold out
Neckless is frozen it's cold now
Yeah
Getting it
Look at this room that I'm sitting in
Work like a man on a mission is
So much doe no place to fit it in
Punch into work seven days of the week
If it's money there's no way I'm missing it
I been on point
It's a flip of the coin
I could spazz on your ass I need ritalin
Yeah
I got the juice
I'm a man on the loose
I put ice in the rollie
Holding shit down
I can guard like a goalie
Move on the sly like a brand new paroli
Open the whip and it's white on the seats
Bomb on the radio hundred degrees
Thirteen a show and that's minus the fees
Bitch get up off me I can't even breath
Yeah
Fuck with your boy
Got this on my own so no favors are needed
Switch up the whip cop a few every season
Bad as a bitch
I'm the shit Norman Reedus
Red leather wood
I put that on the dash
Red leather tagged on my vest like I'm flash
I don't do shit unless the outcome is cash
Stacking my paper I'm having a blast
Yeah
This shit is obvious
Bludhavens' mightiest
Fight like I'm Spartacus
Started with nothing but now getting money is finally part of us
Came from the bottom but fought my way out of it
The rider in all of us
Now the empire is good with a reach that is farther than all of us
Yeah
Pull up in something that's foreign
The bitches be on him
It's not even fair
Step in the party
Got shots of Bacardi
I'm about to put one in the air
Life in the lane
I'm moving to fast
But fuck it I don't even care
Long as I'm looking my best and all of my haters aware that I'm here
Been on my grind
Got doe on my mind and got Jake on the ink
So much doe coming I need me a Brinks
Crew looking solid
It's quite a regime
I'm on my shit if you know what I mean
Business attire
The boy looking clean
Too complicated like Avril Levigne
But putting in work got me living the dream
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Carrington Kindred
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