Ridah

[Intro: Kevin Gates] Nigga told me it was cheaper to be myself, ya heard? Then that same nigga told me it wasn't always cool to be me What the fuck? Always tellin' me that I was good for nothin' I was never good or nothin' [Chorus: Kevin Gates] All I know how to be's a ridah Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible All I know how to be's a ridah Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors All I know how to be's a ridah Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya All I know how to be's a ridah Hood niggas (all I know) Good pretenders All I know how to be's a ridah [Verse 1: The Jacka] 90 knocks in and out the spot for cream 90 shots hangin' off the big machine See my sister cryin' they took her love away All my niggas how we sellin' drugs for pay I just [?] they wanna murder me So I gotta keep a cannon every day Whole family [?] we gotta find a way Stomach full of lean because we lost our way Make a [?] never [?] [?] I lose every girl 'cause I sleep with my rifle Now I tell the world this [Chorus: Kevin Gates] All I know how to be's a ridah Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible All I know how to be's a ridah Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors All I know how to be's a ridah Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya All I know how to be's a ridah Hood niggas (all I know) Good pretenders All I know how to be's a ridah [Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.] Damn, I can't believe they killed my nigga Jack Had a dream the other night that I brought my brodie back We was gettin' [?], smokin' out a Back, sippin' Act 'Cause that's how we use to do it, me and J and the Mac Shit fuck with my mind and realize that he gone Got me relapsin' back to back, blowin' out of the zone I put that on my soul, never erase your number from my phone Thug tears for thug angels, callin' heaven their home A lot of suckas gettin' credit, but they fake and they fraudulent 'Cause they ain't shit without possessions, puttin' on shows for their audience My brotha Jack taught me a lesson, that we don't care how hard he is And that them niggas bleed too, regardless of who he thought he is See, I was raised on the curbside By pitchin' flippers, lettin' birds fly And whoever kill the Jack, I sear to God I hope that nerd die See a vision with my third eye, got my mind on murder Mama didn't raise a bitch, bein' a coward was a nada [Chorus: Kevin Gates] All I know how to be's a ridah Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible All I know how to be's a ridah Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors All I know how to be's a ridah Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya All I know how to be's a ridah Hood niggas (all I know) Good pretenders All I know how to be's a ridah