I want you to be my ride or die While I go get this moneyI promise I'ma get us out the hood baby Even though I'm in the streetsYou know exactly what I do And when I trace this paperYou ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youCause I'll ride or die And we gon' be goodAnd if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hoodBaby let's just ride with me Swear that I got us mamaOne thing I love about her See you ain't with that dramaYou be my ride or die like Bonnie I'ma play the clownPromise to move you out the hood into a bigger hiveThat's why you never trip I'm grindin' bump a nine to fiveGotta get this money paper callin' but you never windGotta answer cash come with bags you should see your eyesThat's why the brides provide you stacks to ease your worry mindCause when I'm gone let mama home alone at every timeYou never blow my phone up yet cause you respect the grindAnd you never howlin' bout a problem keep it all in lineMy gutter baby never maybe always on the riseEven though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I doAnd when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youCause I'll ride or die And we gon' be goodAnd if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hoodWe can do them long vacations Thinkin' Jamaica latelyCan't take them deep relations Baby just keep it patientShawty know what I do Shawty know who I beYou know I'm in the streets The only way that we gon' eatI keep it gutter Never cuddle when we in them sheetsI get some cuddle *** the duffel then I'm in the streetsCome back with bundles Spent by half a G in Louis VBut you ain't trippin' Never question bout a GWe keep it real Ain't no other that can feel your sneaksI ride for you You ride for meThat's where we need to be I hold you downYou hold me down And I fulfill your dreamYou my Beyonce I'm hova Won't you ride with meEven though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I doAnd when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youCause I'll ride or die And we gon' be goodAnd if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hoodNow what's the definition of a rider?Do it all they gon' stand right beside yaIf you got one look em in the eyesTell em you gon' ride Tell em you gon' rideTill the wheels fall off for the day that I dieThat's on my line Ain't nothin' wrong with tryin' to love somebodyTryin' to tell you shawty that's fakeAnd I promise this to you I'ma get us out the hoodInto them places had you thinkin' that you never couldBut you gotta ride like them ties on a mini coupeI'ma get this cash, paper bags, and get high up to youForget them haters, keep you tailored, see what sexy doAnd I love your body, all I think about is doing youAnd I love the money, so I guess it's like I'm doing tooYou ride or die, same smile when you see thisEven though I'm in the streets You know exactly what I doAnd when I trace this paper You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youCause I'll ride or die And we gon' be goodAnd if you ride or die We gon' make it out this hoodWe gon' make it out We gon' make it out this hood