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Ride, like a decent pair of tires
And women jump inside, it's the summer of 69/
Visualize my life, unusual at times
Hada hustle for change, but ended collected dimes
I wonder about this life, wonder about my living
Wonder if God, will ever forgive me for all my constant sinning/
Doper than any base, ball like the 9th inning
And im not satisfied, i have got to die winning
My mind an open gateway, escapeway from all the problems
Hard to stomach each other, the world is steady revolving/
In midst it all don't it sound a bit alarming?
Cuz life ain't really fair, but she seemed to find me charming
I'm on top my level, press my foot on down on the pedal
Putting flowers on ya grave, hope to God it rain petals/
When i die, bury me as an author not a martyr
Who connected with these bars like a charger
HOOK:
This for niggas that ride for/ (ride for)
For the niggas i would die for (die for)
This is what we ride to (ride to)
This what we get vibe to
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