It's that mother***in' ride of music It's that mother***in' ride of music All night when I'm rollin' Dirty, how many times you gon' play with F before you 30? But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin' With 11 on my clothes, it's on a mission To get rich like Danny Ocean, now we rollin' All through traffic with this mob apparatus These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin' I heard heaven got a place for me there But I don't know if I'm goin' on Smokin' on Sequoia, runnin' from my paranoia Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California I ain't goin' out like River Phoenix I wanna enjoy all of the spoils I'm a golden boy like Oscar De La Hoya I'm a soldier, masked up like it's the end of October Blowin' doja in the streets with Manny Fresh down in Hanoi, I done told ya When it comes to beefin', I ain't kosher Bought a Cobra just to keep you snakes closer I can spy a motive, y'all can try and clone us Get them lies quoted, but him and I know this Lotta my opponents, hold their eyes open Rip out their hearts and let them all die soulless It's that mutha***in' ride of music It's that mutha***in' ride of music It's that mutha***in' ride of music It's that mutha***in' ride of music All night when I'm rollin' Thirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty? But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin' With eleven on my clothes, it's on a mission To get rich like Danny Ocean, now we rollin' All through traffic with this mob apparatus These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin' I heard heaven got a place for me there But I don't know if I'm goin' on I heard them say they want the old gunner *** em, I still turn coyotes into roadrunners *** a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother That's what it was, I used to get my ass beat just because I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge Junior year, my homies sellin' crack right off the bus Knew that I wasn't turnin' back when I got cut *** a charge, this the territory, y'all don't wanna march Cemetery full of grays, I can finish what you start Lost a milli' when they shoot me for a fight inside a bar I hope you pussies think of me every time that you see the scar It's that mother***in' ride of music It's that mother***in' ride of music B-side, ayy It's that mother***in' ride of music It's that mother***in' ride of music All night when I'm rollin' Thirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty? But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin' With eleven on my clothes, it's on a mission To get rich like Danny Ocean, now we rollin' All through traffic with this mob apparatus These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin' I heard heaven got a place for me there But I don't know if I'm goin' on 24-7, I keep my eyes open, ready All these signs show me they want me gone Like I'm Machiavelli On the cross when they cross me Over hope or somethin' so petty Kill em' all even if I die Like method mended in belly I am gun Kelly Ain't *** you can tell me Get me drunk and mad enough I go pop the trunk of the Chevy I'm a dad and a savage This is not an image like Getty Rap for currency like I'm Spitter I'm dready and let it fall like confetti But for my dawgs that they got locked in the celly And *** the one that turned on me I won't ever forget it, you learned It's your own homies you knew since the beginning I see you winnin' and they wanna see you finish Goddamn