Ride till I die, knows I stay high And I luv it, and I luv it, go
We count on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show Yeah, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Once it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin' booth niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth I don't 'em, I need some mu'fuckin' proof I ain't want the four door, I copped the coupe
They tryin' be me, I'm just be G And comes to da light, you'll see These in the dark baby I just shine I do it from the heart homie, they rhyme
Check watch, nigga it's my time Mind made up I was on my grind, right So pay attention, yea you on my In that case waits for no man
Do it I done that before man M.O.E., you ain't of the program Or maybe you niggaz listening Open your I'm a blessing in disguise
We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the Fresh outta work and on the way with some And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Yeah, I blew up, but they like that They switched up on me, and I ain't like Sold my first brick, yeah, I came right Fast the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never back, so motherfuck that on the ground, got my head to the sky Smoked all day, knows I stay high Stay on top, Lord I'm gon' try
And live for the moment, Lord I'm gon' die And I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry I woke up morning 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 some 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
Been the world, it's the same ol' caine Been around the world, it's the ol' thang, dro All the niggaz either dead 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 better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on I ain't tryna do you, I'm do me Last album did two, I'm tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was Ride with the top so I'm closer 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, 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, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it
Ride I die, Lord knows I stay high And I love it, and I it Ride I die, Lord knows I stay high And I it, and I love it