Slidin
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And we still standin', diamonds ain't dancin'
You don't really feel me, you don't gotta understand it
Livin' in the moment, man, I never really planned it
Livin' for the moment, you don't get no second chances
I'm stoppin' you
But you ain't stoppin' me, still ridin'
But we still ridin', we still slidin', we still-
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie (Montana)
(I'm stoppin' you)
We be slidin', we slidin'
Never get distracted by people who ain't even on track
Put the city on the map (woo!)
760 Beamer, I'm slidin' through Treymond
Washin' dirty money, tryna get my soul cleaned (uh-huh)
Shorty, check the view from the top, it ain't lonely (woo!)
Count a million cash from the drop, kill 'em slowly
I be slidin' realer (uh-huh), fresh up out the field (uh-huh)
Hustlers move in silence, you ain't never heard a tree grow (woo!)
Dippin' in that foreign, all gas, no brakes (skrrt)
You ain't got no room to grow if you ain't makin' no mistakes (ay)
Don't worry 'bout you gettin' used, worry 'bout you bein' useless (ay)
Drop top Gotti and it's ruthless
Let the suckers do the talkin', let the healin' do the time
Love me, I'm in your heart, hate me, I'm on your mind
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie (oh, oh-oh)
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And we still standin', diamonds ain't dancin'
You don't really feel me, you don't gotta understand it
Livin' in the moment, man, I never really planned it
Livin' for the moment, you don't get no second chances
I'm stoppin' you
But you ain't stoppin' me, still ridin'
But we still ridin', we still slidin', we still-
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie (Montana)
(I'm stoppin' you)
We be slidin', we slidin'
Never get distracted by people who ain't even on track
Put the city on the map (woo!)
760 Beamer, I'm slidin' through Treymond
Washin' dirty money, tryna get my soul cleaned (uh-huh)
Shorty, check the view from the top, it ain't lonely (woo!)
Count a million cash from the drop, kill 'em slowly
I be slidin' realer (uh-huh), fresh up out the field (uh-huh)
Hustlers move in silence, you ain't never heard a tree grow (woo!)
Dippin' in that foreign, all gas, no brakes (skrrt)
You ain't got no room to grow if you ain't makin' no mistakes (ay)
Don't worry 'bout you gettin' used, worry 'bout you bein' useless (ay)
Drop top Gotti and it's ruthless
Let the suckers do the talkin', let the healin' do the time
Love me, I'm in your heart, hate me, I'm on your mind
I'm slidin' in a Beamer, niggas wanna be us
I'm just tryna lay low and focus on the detail
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie
And I never had a savior, never was a stranger
I was ridin' 'round tryna find a different thing, though
I've been ridin' 'round tryna stop on my lonely
Too much on my mind, too much time for a Rollie (oh, oh-oh)
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Writer(s): Kharbouch Karim
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