Let's take a ride!Yeah!213, USC, Dorsey High right down the streetGrew up on the west side, OG's in the low lowDrawing pictures of the gangsters, Chucks, Cacuses, White Teens, Red Rags45, 15, August, you Jungle StonesStutterbanging, I was writing songs70's baby, I'm classicParents with the Afro picCrenshaw DistrictI pray for the city I come fromRed and blue, put down your gunsGot love for the hood like NipseyDon't preach to Yeshua, come get meBride for the king like a BentleySpirit give me energyRuach is living in meYou feel me, never on E19, young and restlessPaid a G, bought my cutlassFound my dad, had to work hardGreen and gray with the white wallsI was cruising downhillTrying to do my own willIf it wasn't for your graceShowing me the wayWouldn't be alive, see another dayI remember when I got into an accidentSpent my life, no accidentProvidence, heaven sentI got the evidence, nothing without youThis for the homies in the RegalsCadillacs and Monte CarlosHad a homie named CarlosHit the bass, I'm cruising down the shoreRide slowRide slowRide slowWe justDrive slowWe dip and weRide slowWe dip and weDrive slowDon't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin', ridin'Comin' over, let's rideTake a ride with meTake a rideTake a ride with meLet's rideSwitch it up, ChevroletI was lost but I know the wayBack in this joint like a bird of preyIn the name of Yeshua, Yahuwah we prayLife is a gift you don't get every dayMarried to him, I don't need a bouquetSo what if you don't like my Instagram?I just wanna be like the Son of ManSlow you roll, traffic jamTent freeway on the LA campBorn in the city of angelsNobody here wear halosFrom the struggle, made to hustleTryna find true L-I-F-EHoly Spirit never left meBrought me through the Red SeaWhy would I turn right back aroundAnd go back to EGYPT?I was called out, young manRapping on the block at the age of tenI was hanging out, pat and pinMacking to the girls with the cocoa skinHad a crush on a girl named SherilynHit the books and I'm back againAfter school, another fight againStarted throwing up B's and C'sRolling on D's, smoking treesI was busy making my A's and B'sThis for the homies in the RegosCadillacs and Monte CarlosHad a homie named CarlosHit the bass, I'm cruising down the shoreRide slowWe justDrive slowWe dip and weRide slowWe dip and weDrive slowDon't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin'Come along and let's rideTake a ride with meTake a rideTake a ride with meLet's rideDon't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin'Don't you know I be ridin'Come along and let's rideDon't you know I be ridin'