Ride till I die, Lord I stay high And I luv it, and I luv it, go
We hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Once again it's on, I'm in the mu'fuckin' booth These niggas lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth I don't believe 'em, I need some mu'fuckin' I ain't the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe
They be me, I'm just tryin' be G And comes to da light, you'll see These niggas in the baby I just shine I do it from the heart homie, just rhyme
Check your watch, nigga it's my Mind made up I was on my grind, that's So pay attention, yea you on my In that case time for no man
Do it again I done before man M.O.E., you ain't of the program Or maybe you niggaz ain't Open eyes I'm a blessing in disguise
We count hundreds on the table, on the floor Fresh outta and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't like They switched up on me, and I ain't that Sold my first brick, yeah, I right back forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck on the ground, got my head to the sky Smoked all day, Lord knows I high Stay on top, Lord I'm gon' try
And for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die And I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry I woke up this so I'm still alive 36 O's I them all for five
We hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my Yeah, it's outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Been around the world, it's the ol' caine Been around the world, it's the ol' thang, dro All the real niggaz either or in jail And if you're for me homie, I'm in the A T L
You play it how it go, you can't cheat on life Ya drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life I ain't do you, I'm tryin' do me album did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was Ride with the top down so I'm to God My P.O. telling me I a 9 to 5 But I got a job, and that's stayin' alive
We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the Fresh outta work and on the way some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay And I it, and I love it Ride till I die, Lord knows I high And I it, and I love it