Let's Ride (revisited)

Lyrics

[Intro: E Jake] Bumpin' way too much Nip Hussle, Spitta Andretti right now Shit is comin' out in my rhymes, fuck it tho! PHM [Verse 1: E Jake] Got a text from a play, I was tellin them wait, I'll be there real soon now No change, no cheese, with my tank on E, I was ridin' on fumes now Gotta get this paper, I don't mess with no neighbors, I don't no trap house Cuz they'll watch that spot, then call them cops and report them in and outs Everybody knows me, everybody knows E, but I really wish they didn't tho Cuz I be gettin this doe and I stay up on the low, I don't want that attention yo In 0-4, as a Y-O sittin' in court First time that ah young'n seen them bars Real talk, really didn't think I'd see this far But I'm here dawg, a couple grand strong Chick told me take my coat off, I'm like trick I ain't really come to stay long Get gone to the motha lovin' root of all evil Had to sell things to make ways for my people All I'm tryna do is live peaceful, but this America the land of unequal See I knew this one dude and he got a cool moms Ran her own bizz, gave his friends new jobs Life was all good, big crib new car Same way she got rich was her fall, that fraud See her son & her nephew was in the mix Pushin' fly whips, broke cops gettin' pissed That a black man owned somethin' on they wish list They was fiendin' for the chance they could finger print And handcuff, right there I hit my mans up Like "yo sun scratch that switch them plans up" He was on the car lot with a drop top But right now a fly whip is like cancer Just cause you might got that paper, that don't mean you gotta flaunt it You see the rich stay rich by makin smart moves Not loud, not dumb, thats retarded So I.... [Chorus: E Jake] Make Benz money in a hooptie No Maybach, I got a hooptie I let my bread stack in that hooptie I blew doe, but I made it back in that hooptie Let's Ride (let's ride) [Verse 2: E Jake] All my nigga live (yeah) But half my niggas died (damn) Another quarter locked inside We been thuggin' most our life We keep that gun right by our sides Down to pull that M.I See we won't even think twice, nah, won't even think twice We know them chances that we take We know them mansions outta state We know them hoes down to fuck We know they mans is bound to hate Say moms I ain't gon lie, I can't do no 9 to 5 I ain't talkin down on nobody, that system just ain't for me I can't do no bi-week, need to touch cash every single day I know them fiends round the way, therefore I'm finna bang a play Some days it might be slow, but still I know I'm gettin'paid I know them cuts thru the strips, I know them back blocks there I'm 28 and losin' hair, that jail shit got me losin' years Now hold up stop it right there, we ain't takin no type of loses here This shit ain't nothin to me bro This shit ain't nothin but some growth You tell me when it's time to go I'll be right at cha front door Let's Ride... [Outro: E Jake] Dedicated to P Strizzy, Q, and Swaylito All my mobilize the trap niggas Haha... Movement