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Lil Ride

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Yeah Free Juelz Santana Look (Chase Davis on the beat, yeah) What you doin' with that strap lil' boy? Don't be moving like that lil' boy Stay up out the trap you don't know What you doing with them packs lil' boy It's some niggas really like that And they might make you adapt lil' boy Listen let me gather your attention real fast Take in all the details this gon' go real fast This a tale about a kid they call him Lil' Ride A lot of real niggas wanna kill him real bad Petty little bastard, known to give them big shit about some little cash If winning was a race in life he bound to come in last He catch you down bad, do what he askin' Don't get blasted 'cause he'll kill you real fast Living life in the fast lane, whole dash Hit a lotta licks ain't never made no stash The last come first they say the first come last Okay let me make you feel him real fast Grew up they was robbin' they was killin' real bad Nigga moms cracked out, whole apartment trapped out Smoke and split that, diming out He ain't never felt no love Sisters, brothers, slimed him out Slapped him all around the house Went outside, frownin' out Cryin' rivers, drownin' out Shoes bent, clothes big, classrooms clowned him out Ignore them, they sound them out Watch they moves, he played the cut He stayed round about All he knew was them few blocks Whatever went down in the hood, he seent the shit Never had his hand out 'cause he watched niggas leech the shit He rather take, he don't mind dressin' in black to creep for it Watch them all and it wasn't long before he learned their weaknesses First time robbin', it went left 'cause he was starvin' Poor man ain't move right he threw a bullet in his noggin Young and paranoid as fuck Feeling like he out of luck Then threw the gun, he on the run now for five-hundred bucks Nigga barely got some cash, thinkin' 'bout his past Breathing real fast, through the night is he gon' last? Clutching on it while he get high 'cause he know he in some shit Wanna disappear and only way he know is hit a lick Only rich nigga around is his big cousin, tryna find a route Cuz prolly stashed a whole brick or two at nana's house The slowest week he move a half a brick a day Plan was get to nana's quick enough to grab the work and get away Nana senile and she ain't seen him in a while Noticed who he was 'cause he was reeking of the loud Cuz don't even smoke nigga, 'cuz never been broke And cuzzo been playing with thousands But ain't never been no joking, and niggas know that If you got a bond with family why would you blow that? Ride snuck his ass straight to the basement where that dope was at Gave nana the longest hug and kiss and said I'm coming back He ain't never coming back, cuz see his brick snatched Had them bitches give rap, ain't no guess who did that Now he ready to kill Ride, cuz parked right outside with his Mag' Tears, blood in his eyes, lil' nigga got no ties He ain't linked with no guys Cuz sliding and he on that 'til he gets some answers Streets ain't got no love, nigga will kill his own blood Murder his ass in cold blood, like that ain't his whole cousin And he don't give a 'fuck bout repercussions He forever thugging, Meeka slugging Slutting thugs, but she fucking ride now Texting said he feelin' sly Thinkin' shit done died down Ready for a homicide that bitch up on his side now And he'll kill his bitch before he let a nigga fire him down Hood know she fuckin', Ride love her like a sucker though Put a selfie on her page tryna blow his other hoes Uh-oh, he ain't let her know Shoulda let her know that he was wanted Picture been up thirty minutes, cuz on him See straight through her hallway, cuz going all the way Said fuck his guilty conscience he gon' do this broad day All his younger life been havin' hard days Put the car in park go put a spark in cuz heart So they can part ways Thinkin' 'bout the days when they used to play Damn, prolly could have put him on some smart plays Then he think of hustling how he got this shit the smart way That's why he can't spare him There he go he 'bout to walk his way (aw, yeah) Ayy, ayy, cuz Ayy check it out come here Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop --- Lil Ride - G Herbo

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Herbert R. Wright, Julian Davis

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Submitted on October 30, 2022 by Anonymous

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PTSD (Deluxe)

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Machine Entertainment Group - G Herbo

Release Date

May 29, 2020

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brick they about lil' know nigga 'cause give don't come went never that gon' ain't been love real first life like some down what shit niggas 'bout said ride thinkin' last them with whole fast this blood yeah kill

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