Ride

[Hook: Tanboy Luka] From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me [Verse 1: Lil Eto] Why shed light? They just gon' leave you in the dark Get rid of that bird, get a eagle in the heart Scrap your Timbs on the curb, keep your people in your heart Don't wait till they pass, like a snake in the grass I'ma ride out if I rode in Niggas getting K's stuffed, hope they don't wanna off them I've been handing [?] pay stubs, [?] let the Colts win I don't know him, just close friends I'ma ride for my tan brothers Yeah, same discipline as our grandmothers This is what I give to niggas who lack structure I'm that gutta, my hand stutter [Hook: Tanboy Luka] From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me [Verse 2: Kanary Black] Listen, uh, the same niggas that'll ride for you Better be the same niggas let it fly for you Better be the same niggas that'd cry for you Shit, better be the same niggas that'd lie for you Six feet, ain't shit sweet, that dome of yours turn to Swiss cheese Name buzzing like a bunch of bees, fuck hoes, do it for the G's My sandbox niggas, sandbox niggas From jailhouse walls, to penthouse floors Gotta be careful for hoes, always keep eyes on your bros Be the last nigga you'd think of that'd run up on you with a big gun Said gotta be careful for hoes, always keep eyes on your bros Be the last nigga you'd think of that'd run up on you with a big gun, bow! [Hook: Tanboy Luka] From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me [Verse 3: Bodega Bamz] Every time it snow, I think about Yams ‘Cause I was there in that blizzard when they buried my mans They say, "The good die young," but why the bad live on? Live on Two bricks, that's forty K, depending on that time of day That's real, drug deal Nigga I'm a tan boy, matching bandanna, .38 Snub, Blue Steel, no hammer How I read niggas, still no grammar, present you a gift, raps, no [?] Kill, yeah, I'm a crook near a castle, put the mouth on a statue Only talk when I have to, only bleed when I wanna That's word to my mama, one nation, to the cemetery or pen I don't check mail, I send, most enemies always start as friends [Hook: Tanboy Luka] From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me From the cradle to the grave kept it loyal to the game Pray to God to keep me sane, fuck the money and the fame I got niggas that'll ride for me Same niggas that'd die for me