Ride
Like a shooting star
Bitch Im rising high
Soon imma make it
Catch me in the car
To my destination
Always racing
Like a Nascar
Gotta get the paper
No delaying
Said she stole my heart
Miss I believe you have me mistaken
Damn I been feeling hot
Woah
She wanted to feel the rock
Damn
Tell her please don't play with me
No
I bust like a fifty Glock
Uhuh
Call up my cousins
My brothers
They slide on your head with hundred shots
Ride for my family
We keeping it real through the storms
Ain't no other options
Yeah
Let's keep it a hundred man
Yeah
Whip it right off of the lot
This a foreign with a baddie
No thots
Damn we scoring
See the ice in the watch
Always pouring
Roll it up for no cause
To hot
No loss
Clouds rising like the fucking smoke
You don't want it
Bitch you better go
Had her on me
While i'm singing notes
Gave her half a second
Bet she out her clothes
Damn
Said they wanted to play with me
Grinding until I'm deceased
Boy you know
We go hard in the East
Don't wanna see any subliminal's
Feeling hot
I'm used to hanging with criminals
Woah
Wipe off your look
Don't be pitiful
Came up from nothing
No capping
That's literal
Gotta take it out the box
Waiting for the drop
Hear them lurking
Tip-toeing through the loft
Pull a Soulja
Pop out couple shots
Hit they ass
Heard they looking for the cash
I got a thirty round
Red laser flash
Collect them tags
Bout to pull up with a frag
And watch the dust rise through the ashes
Boom
Smoking OG
Keep it classic
All this money
Imma need more elastics
Think it's funny
You ain't real
You an actor
Just a dummy
Why you preach like a pastor
None of that
Never hanging with no snakes
Took a lot up off my plate
Uhuh
See the targets
No mistakes
They getting was coming
Best cover your face
Them bullets can trace
No matching the pace
Said you was a runner
Yet you caught a case
Two bro's who are locked
Three bro's in the grave
I pray to the Lord
That he's keeping them safe
No time for the games
Chitter chat with the lames
Circle always tight
Loyalty would never change
Stay up on my grind
Through the heat
All the pain
Remain on my course
Get the fuck out the way
Wanna be cheap
Pick your team
Make your play
I been readied up
No cheats still slay
Take over the game
With my demons at bay
Industry don't like it
Imma do it my way
Stay gassed up
Got the green tucked on my waist
In case I wanna light one
Up to the face
Straight quads
Make you go nuts
Hit the brain
All the THC
Keep me living up to my name
But the last thing I'd ever want
Is the fame
Yup
People don't understand
There's a big price to be paid
Uhuh
Every step I take
Know that I'm making them brave
Fuck the cost
Keeping it coming my way
Feeling like a boss
Cause I'm running my wave
Like a shooting star
Bitch Im rising high
Soon imma make it
Catch me in the car
To my destination
Always racing
Like a Nascar
Gotta get the paper
No delaying
Said she stole my heart
Miss I believe you have me mistaken
Damn I been feeling hot
Woah
She wanted to feel the rock
Damn
Tell her please don't play with me
No
I bust like a fifty Glock
Uhuh
Call up my cousins
My brothers
They slide on your head with hundred shots
Ride for my family
We keeping it real through the storms
Ain't no other options
Yeah