Ride Till I Die
I got my money out the bank
How many bitches will i bang
It doesn't matter not to me
Doesn't describe who i am nah (huh)
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout nah
I be doing what i can
Always thinking of a plan
I'm so tired don't wanna bang
Sorry I'm out to busy got plans
Always so busy i'm chasing the bag
Im ready I'm getting my book
I'm tryna move out cause i live in the hood
I fill up my bag yeah got nothing but cash yeah
You don't know Anything
Suck my dick Fucking bitch
Put me down Bitches try
They cannot I'm a dime
We be fucking a-lot but I'm losing the mood
Need-a be out cause i'm building my life
I'm cutting you out you ain't even enough
You better give up i'm not making you mine
Gonna do my thang and fly
Ima ride until i die
Getting lit I'm on my prime
Ima ride until i die until i die
Out of my way
Slowing me down that ain't okay
Bitch I'm putting you down
Loading my gun you ain't setting me up
Ain't gonna give up
Losing my bros but that is okay
Cause i move anyway
You ain't setting me up not gonna give up
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout nah
Gonna do my thang and fly
Ima ride until i die
Getting lit I'm on my prime
Ima ride until i die until i die
And Like i said Don't assume
You Don't know Don't know shit
Judging me What's your deal
Keep it real Make you kneel
I will ride Till i die
You cannot Hurt my pride
I went through Way to much
I will not Let you judge
I got ice You got spice
I got cash You got trash
What you want I don't got
Nothing to Offer you
Go fuck off I do me
Got alot Enemies
I will ride Till i die
You cannot Hurt my pride (nah)
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout (yeah)
NightXHours Volume 2
How many bitches will i bang
It doesn't matter not to me
Doesn't describe who i am nah (huh)
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout nah
I be doing what i can
Always thinking of a plan
I'm so tired don't wanna bang
Sorry I'm out to busy got plans
Always so busy i'm chasing the bag
Im ready I'm getting my book
I'm tryna move out cause i live in the hood
I fill up my bag yeah got nothing but cash yeah
You don't know Anything
Suck my dick Fucking bitch
Put me down Bitches try
They cannot I'm a dime
We be fucking a-lot but I'm losing the mood
Need-a be out cause i'm building my life
I'm cutting you out you ain't even enough
You better give up i'm not making you mine
Gonna do my thang and fly
Ima ride until i die
Getting lit I'm on my prime
Ima ride until i die until i die
Out of my way
Slowing me down that ain't okay
Bitch I'm putting you down
Loading my gun you ain't setting me up
Ain't gonna give up
Losing my bros but that is okay
Cause i move anyway
You ain't setting me up not gonna give up
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout nah
Gonna do my thang and fly
Ima ride until i die
Getting lit I'm on my prime
Ima ride until i die until i die
And Like i said Don't assume
You Don't know Don't know shit
Judging me What's your deal
Keep it real Make you kneel
I will ride Till i die
You cannot Hurt my pride
I went through Way to much
I will not Let you judge
I got ice You got spice
I got cash You got trash
What you want I don't got
Nothing to Offer you
Go fuck off I do me
Got alot Enemies
I will ride Till i die
You cannot Hurt my pride (nah)
(Yeah) Ima keep on going
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
Only me I'm self made
Only i will make it
Have to dig my own grave
Running till i burn out
Draining out my soul now
All my music so loud
Rolling up I'm so gone
I don't focus on clout (yeah)
NightXHours Volume 2
Credits
Writer(s): Adriel R Quiles, Stane Beats
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