Lyrics:
walks of life
All we know is wrong or right
We don’t always understand each other
But we respect each other’s rights
Some of us are less fortunate
Some
lies
I lie with my pride
When I wake its still by my side, always down to ride
I'm always down to ride
But only if the plan is designed with, success in
was baloney
Cause no other chick in this world could ever hold me
You're my ride or die, and you accept or owe me
Soul and my woman, yeah, I call her
right back
I have no help to give
That was an accident
I am attacking it
I am a sack of shit
Keep your head low when we ride
(Ride)
Seven-five-seven
As the world turns,
As the world turns my niggas grow and grow and grow
And get dough and roll and ride
Niggas die and mommas cry
Niggas got
I got that fam, yeah they by my side
Come take my hand if you down to ride
We down to ride, yeah
I come with my own school
Got one bag, I roll two
to know the things that they know
Seeing life pass us by but it's not too late though
Along for the ride to where the smoggy winds of fate blow
Crises along
blurred
But what we're judging is the surface we don't know what's inside
That led the people to doing the things they do when they ride
And now you feel
Fuck The Numbers
Let’s keep pushing until we’re on the cape
And I’m wearing a Prada cape
Custom Made
Dom P by the case
You’ll never catch up, always
Hey mofucking, nigga this fortunate jahman
So tell them niggas, to tell them other niggas
That this nigga, is your nigga
Damn that shit, be hard
Still twistin' up dank (uh)
Shed a tear for all my homies
Black Bo and E. Gates (Black)
Let's find a masseuse (uh)
Then inspire the youth
If it's
The youth is alive again
Ain't no backin out of this
The truth is to loud to miss
I promise I would die for this
I caught em by surprise again
They
bands, just a knocker, knocker
Shot a clap over your head, a man a fire shot a
Hey go suck your mother, bicycle duh the ride by
Me nah run, me nah fly, say
As the world turns
As the world turns my niggaz grow and grow and grow
And get dough and roll and ride
Niggaz die and mommas cry
Niggaz got alibis
Die my side bonnie and Clyde
Troubled youth thinking about suicide
Die by my side bonnie and Clyde
Troubled youth thinking about suicide
Yea we
how she a ride pon e all night
And mi naafi use nuh tonic
Push e dung in a har throat she want fi vomit
And if di gyal ever breed God help mi
But you fi
that shining light
But I'm scarred by barriers placed in my path, I'm scathed
This ride that takes me through life
Leads me into darkness but emerges
inside, that shining light yeah
But I'm scarred, by barriers placed in my path
I'm scathed
This ride that takes me through life
Leads me into darkness but
a child
And still the Taxi Driver
Won't give me a ride
He was caught by the traffic lights
And had to slow down
So I opened the back door
And sat my
down the fern, broke open the grass
And printed the mud with
The well hammered shoe
That she nailed to his speed in
The dreams of her youth
And although
day link the bros but its always love when we check in
Sometimes gotta ride clean not everyday carry the machine
Not everyday link the wife Jim jams
gotta ride this high
One more time now
Hypnotized by the way that you wine girl slide over
Ima need you by my side
Stuck on old lies and your eyes done
How about you start
By saying that
You love me
Thought of you
Got me feeling kind
Of bubbly
Suddenly
Phone calls
Have you in my head
Visions of you
could've after Keith
In desoto flaying meat
Caught by mom talkin
Wild rides
Williams dyin
Lungs cryin
Texas heat
Past lives
Healin shoko
Callin chubby
Lyin
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