I Luv It
Ride 'til I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it (yeah, yeah)
And I love it (hey, let's go!)
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfuckin' booth (booth)
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfuckin' truth (yeah)
I don't believe 'em, I need some more fuckin' proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfuckin' coupe (haha)
They're tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G (G)
And e'rything comes to the light, you'll see
These niggas in the dark, baby, I'll just shine (shine)
I do it from the heart, homie, they just rhyme (yeah)
Check your watch nigga, it's my time (ayy)
Mind made up, I was on my grind (yeah, that's right)
So pay attention, yeah, you on my time
In that case time waits for no man (nah)
Do it again, I done that before man (yeah)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program (huh?)
Or maybe you niggas ain't listenin'
Open your eyes, I'm a blessing in disguise
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't like that (that)
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that (nah)
Sold my first brick, yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga, look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that (that)
Nike's on the ground, got my head to the sky (sky)
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high (high)
I stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try (try)
And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die (yeah)
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry (haha)
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive (live)
36 O's I sold them all for five, let's go
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine (caine)
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (true)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me, homie, I'm in the A-T-L (haha)
You gotta play how it go, you can't cheat on life (damn)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep all life (yeah)
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three (yeah)
Fresh out the pot, yeah, the work was hard (hard)
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a nine-to-five
But I already got a job, and that's stayin' alive
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Ride 'til I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it (yeah, yeah), and I love it (hey)
Ride 'til I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it (yeah, yeah), and I love it (hey)
And I love it (yeah, yeah)
And I love it (hey, let's go!)
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfuckin' booth (booth)
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfuckin' truth (yeah)
I don't believe 'em, I need some more fuckin' proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfuckin' coupe (haha)
They're tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G (G)
And e'rything comes to the light, you'll see
These niggas in the dark, baby, I'll just shine (shine)
I do it from the heart, homie, they just rhyme (yeah)
Check your watch nigga, it's my time (ayy)
Mind made up, I was on my grind (yeah, that's right)
So pay attention, yeah, you on my time
In that case time waits for no man (nah)
Do it again, I done that before man (yeah)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program (huh?)
Or maybe you niggas ain't listenin'
Open your eyes, I'm a blessing in disguise
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't like that (that)
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that (nah)
Sold my first brick, yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga, look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that (that)
Nike's on the ground, got my head to the sky (sky)
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high (high)
I stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try (try)
And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die (yeah)
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry (haha)
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive (live)
36 O's I sold them all for five, let's go
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine (caine)
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (true)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me, homie, I'm in the A-T-L (haha)
You gotta play how it go, you can't cheat on life (damn)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep all life (yeah)
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three (yeah)
Fresh out the pot, yeah, the work was hard (hard)
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a nine-to-five
But I already got a job, and that's stayin' alive
We count hundreds on the table (table), twenty's on the floor (floor)
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show (show)
It's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I love it (yeah), and I love it (love it)
Ride 'til I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it (yeah, yeah), and I love it (hey)
Ride 'til I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it (yeah, yeah), and I love it (hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Jenkins, Aldrin Davis
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