Ridin’

Lyrics

[Prod. by MFA] [Intro] Officer: License and registration Yeah You know why I pulled you over? [Break + {Officer}] Lookin' for the critics, point 'em out Lookin' for them good women, point 'em out {What's that smell?} Step into the room, haters never make a sound When you leave, then they choose to get loud {Get the fuck out the car} [Verse 1] Cops come around, we don't ever answer Never in them clubs lookin' for a dancer Rather spend money on the family Rather look after the people that's looking after me When you on them papers, you ain't smokin' like you used to High off of life, gotta learn that it's beautiful Thinkin' bout my choices, all the trouble it would get me in Shouts to my P.O., I'ma see you on the 20th Always on Point, 'cause I'm from it Turn backs on your haters when they're frontin' How you gettin' money when you spend it on the bitches? I don't talk much, I don't know who could be snitchin' Feds always lookin' for a reason, never give it to 'em Haters will distract you, never listen to 'em Lookin' up to God, like "Forgive me for my sins" Cause the devil tryna put that work in, but it ain't workin', nah [Hook] Speak soft, but smoke loud (Speak soft.. Smoke loud) I learned that when you hear sirens, you don't make a sound (Shhh...) We be steady ridin' (Ridin', ridin') Steady ridin' (Ridin') Find me with the squad, steady ridin' (Ridin', ridin') We be ridin' (Yes Lord, we be ridin') [Verse 2] Started drinkin' more 'cause I'm smokin' less Dealers taggin' up my phone, now they smoke the best Caught with the possession, now I'm stressin' more Year of pro for only a gram, I guess less is more I just need the money, fuck the talkin' now You ain't talkin' money? What is there to talk about? This is what life turned me into Life was okay 'til I learned money issues Grindin' 'til I hit the dirt Grind 'til my fam say "that boy put in work" Grind 'til my mama no longer hurt This is my art, let me show what it's worth You ain't gotta understand me I'm just tryna be all that I can be Sit down if you can't stand me I'll supply long as they demand me [Hook] Speak soft, but smoke loud (Speak soft.. Smoke loud) I learned that when you hear sirens, you don't make a sound (Shhh...) We be steady ridin' (Ridin', ridin') Steady ridin' (Ridin') Find me with the squad, steady ridin' (Ridin', ridin') We be ridin' (Yes Lord, we be ridin') [Verse 3] Yeah This the shit that I would pray for This the shit that I was made for Wonderin' why people hate for They only love all the fame if it ain't yours Made up my mind, then I made it Knew that my dreams wouldn't come if I waited This is my life and I'm gon' celebrate it These bottled emotions get opened, I'm drinkin' Point Side I got you forreal All on my own, no one got me my deal How you gon' stop me forreal? I will not stop 'til I got me a mill Then another one I'ma get another one I will not stop 'til I get me a mill Then I'ma go get another one