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[00:12.04]Gotta ride with 'em, ride with 'em
[00:14.14]Ride with 'em, roll with the, whoa, whoa, whoa
[00:17.59]Tell 'em, "Ride with 'em," we could ride with 'em
[00:19.90]Ride with 'em, whoa, we could, whoa, whoa, whoa
[00:23.05]I tell the odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what
[00:25.44]Check it out, nigga, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[00:28.31]Nigga, I need, we could fight with 'em, ride
[00:30.63]Yeah, uh, yeah
[00:32.46]Done seen some shit within my lifetime, my light shine bright
[00:35.25]Protect yo' energy from poison when the python strike
[00:38.05]My first mistake was doin' robberies on Niken bikes
[00:40.70]Watch my moves and I'ma show you what a icon like
[00:43.46]Y'all let bygones be bygones, right?
[00:45.70]Nigga, fuck yo' truce, bust yo' move
[00:47.99]And if that nigga touch your shoes
[00:49.66]You better blast on 'em and on my mama, nigga
[00:52.18]I'ma get that cash on 'em, hunnid on the dash on 'em
[00:54.97]Swerve, born from the trench, you from the 'burbs
[00:57.42]Nigga, fuck the early bird, nigga
[00:59.22]I'ma get this motherfuckin' chicken
[01:00.87]And if a nigga ever got a problem, nigga
[01:02.96]We can fuckin' solve it, on my mama, nigga
[01:05.14]I just been itchin'
[01:06.47]To prove myself, I just pray throughout the struggle I don't lose myself
[01:09.71]Glock, no safety, Plaxico, I might shoot myself
[01:12.66]They catchin' bullets like two Odells, and, nigga, you gon' tell
[01:16.18]But listen
[01:16.76]I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
[01:18.95]And I can tell you shit that other niggas can't, lemme tell you
[01:21.73]I can tell you 'bout the time I had to drop a nigga rank
[01:24.54]And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you
[01:27.20]I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for 20 bands
[01:29.98]And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
[01:32.74]I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
[01:35.49]I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you
[01:38.03]First and foremost, for every door that's opened, a door close
[01:41.08]Beat a nigga, take his Bordeauxs, upgrade my wardrobe
[01:43.91]And Lord knows livin' like this, it leads a short road
[01:46.66]A dead end, or prison time, where we was headin'
[01:49.35]Instead, when I got bread, broke it with brethren
[01:51.96]Eyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran
[01:54.62]Made a couple dollars from come-ups, my niggas flexin'
[01:57.55]Nigga got a problem, then I can make some corrections
[02:00.23]Okay cool, still with the same niggas since grade school
[02:02.82]Give a fuck about your Shade Room when I had made room
[02:05.64]For everybody on that late moon, and word to Rae Sremm'
[02:08.40]Had to bring the motherfuckin' swang on 'em
[02:11.00]And I ain't even wanna have to blank on 'em
[02:13.62]That Lam' truck got a full tank on 'em
[02:16.42]But, a nigga better not look at me wrong
[02:19.03]It's certain shit that I can't say on this song, but let me tell you, nigga
[02:21.99]I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
[02:24.68]And I can tell you shit that other niggas can't, lemme tell you
[02:27.07]I can tell you 'bout the time I had to drop a nigga rank
[02:29.95]And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you
[02:32.60]I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for 20 bands
[02:35.33]And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
[02:38.04]I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:41.17]I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga
[02:43.20]I done seen some shit within my lifetime, at one time I
[02:46.28]Can still remember just how bad I used to want 5 mics
[02:48.80]My biggest dream was just to make it into Unsigned Hype
[02:51.59]It's so hard for me to fathom this was once my life
[02:54.46]Shit'll make you wanna cop out like a plea deal
[02:56.14]So I treat a beat like it's Tekashi, spit on that bitch like Meek Mill
[02:58.59]My addiction got me weak-willed
[03:00.09]I'm relapsing, I think I can't seem to stop eating Beat Pills
[03:02.63]And Doctor D.R.E he still keeps on giving me refills
[03:05.40]Send 'em at me, bullets hit indiscriminately
[03:07.96]Women and men and little kids senior citizens till the Sig is empty
[03:10.59]Whipped Gen-Z into a frenzy, but no give, is in me, I'm stingy
[03:13.37]And that is the motherfuckin' difference between, them and me
[03:16.89]And that's the reason I'm, in my Louis Vuitton
[03:19.64]Gorier than Eva Long
[03:21.10]This rap shit, is somethin' that you'll never see me at, like senior prom
[03:24.91]What I mean's the bar's, higher than Cheech and Chong
[03:27.99]When you give them each a bong
[03:29.61]I call my Stan's a, fan club 'cause whoever it's unleashed upon
[03:33.12]Fuckin' beats up on, like police batons
[03:35.70]Y'all are window shoppers, bunch a Peeping Toms
[03:38.43]Still got that bullseye on my back, red dot on my head
[03:42.15]Yeah, blood on my hands for some of the rhymes that I've said
[03:44.90]Police squad on the task
[03:46.32]Got 'em hot on my trail, like my stepfather with the belt, I got S.W.A.T on my ass
[03:50.22]I was painfully shy, now I'm proud of myself
[03:52.95]Like Obama's kids, I came outta my shell (Michelle)
[03:56.02]And I can promise this
[03:57.36]On my mama, shit, no daughters, bitch
[04:00.10]That every single word'll be true so without further a do, it's return of the ruthless more
[04:02.79]Murderous than Mook is so what you're gonna do's think I'm allergic when I point this
[04:06.15]Motherfuckin burner at you, I throw shade it'll be curtains for you
[04:08.08]Pray for the verse to get through, birth of a new
[04:09.79]Worser me who's determined to do
[04:11.25]Permanent damage with the words that I threw, bird's eye view I'm referred to as Zeus
[04:13.84]Circlin' you like I'm a vulture features are tournaments, I turn 'em into
[04:16.64]Turning me loose is like verbal abuse, language hurtful to use cursin' at you
[04:19.34]Made a couple of mistakes that occurred in my youth
[04:20.84]Jumped a hurdle or two word but I'm through
[04:22.08]With tellin' you about the food stamps and the government cheese
[04:24.54]And how we used to get school lunches for free, already told ya
[04:27.21]'Bout the holes up in my pony shoes and rustler jeans
[04:30.07]When it was mother, lil' brother and me
[04:32.02]I told you 'bout, being kicked out 20 degrees, no money to eat
[04:35.12]'Bout the thrift stores and being piss poor, the Christmases Ma had gifts for us
[04:39.04]When bro and me discovered that she
[04:40.76]Was wrappin' shit up around the house, to stick it under the tree
[04:43.68]Damn
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