I want you to be my ride or die While I go get this money
I promise I'ma get us out the hood baby Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do And when I trace this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cause I'll ride or die And we gon' be good
And if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hood
Baby let's just ride with me Swear that I got us mama
One thing I love about her See you ain't with that drama
You be my ride or die like Bonnie I'ma play the clown
Promise to move you out the hood into a bigger hive
That's why you never trip I'm grindin' bump a nine to five
Gotta get this money paper callin' but you never wind
Gotta answer cash come with bags you should see your eyes
That's why the brides provide you stacks to ease your worry mind
Cause when I'm gone let mama home alone at every time
You never blow my phone up yet cause you respect the grind
And you never howlin' bout a problem keep it all in line
My gutter baby never maybe always on the rise
Even though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I do
And when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cause I'll ride or die And we gon' be good
And if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hood
We can do them long vacations Thinkin' Jamaica lately
Can't take them deep relations Baby just keep it patient
Shawty know what I do Shawty know who I be
You know I'm in the streets The only way that we gon' eat
I keep it gutter Never cuddle when we in them sheets
I get some cuddle *** the duffel then I'm in the streets
Come back with bundles Spent by half a G in Louis V
But you ain't trippin' Never question bout a G
We keep it real Ain't no other that can feel your sneaks
I ride for you You ride for me
That's where we need to be I hold you down
You hold me down And I fulfill your dream
You my Beyonce I'm hova Won't you ride with me
Even though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I do
And when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cause I'll ride or die And we gon' be good
And if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hood
Now what's the definition of a rider?
Do it all they gon' stand right beside ya
If you got one look em in the eyes
Tell em you gon' ride Tell em you gon' ride
Till the wheels fall off for the day that I die
That's on my line Ain't nothin' wrong with tryin' to love somebody
Tryin' to tell you shawty that's fake
And I promise this to you I'ma get us out the hood
Into them places had you thinkin' that you never could
But you gotta ride like them ties on a mini coupe
I'ma get this cash, paper bags, and get high up to you
Forget them haters, keep you tailored, see what sexy do
And I love your body, all I think about is doing you
And I love the money, so I guess it's like I'm doing too
You ride or die, same smile when you see this
Even though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I do
And when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cause I'll ride or die And we gon' be good
And if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hood
We gon' make it out We gon' make it out this hood