Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay high And I luv it, and I luv it, let's go We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it Once again it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin' booth These niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth I don't believe 'em, I need some mu'fuckin' proof I ain't want the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe They tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G And everything comes to da light, you'll see These niggas in the dark baby I just shine I do it from the heart homie, they just rhyme Check your watch, nigga it's my time Mind made up I was on my grind, that's right So pay attention, yea you on my time In that case time waits for no man Do it again I done that before man M.O.E., you ain't part of the program Or maybe you niggaz ain't listening Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't like that They switched up on me, and I ain't like that Sold my first brick, yeah, I came right back Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now And I never turn back, so motherfuck that Nike's on the ground, got my head to the sky Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry I woke up this morning so I'm still alive 36 O's I sold them all for five We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang, dro All the real niggaz either dead or in jail And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A T L You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was hard Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5 But I already got a job, and that's stayin' alive We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I luv it, and I luv it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay high And I love it, and I love it Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay high And I love it, and I love it © EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; TOOMPSTONE PUBLISHING, INC.; YOUNG JEEZY MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com