[Intro]
Gotta ride with 'em, ride with 'em
Ride with 'em, roll with the, woah, woah, woah
Tell 'em, "Ride with 'em," we could ride with 'em
Ride with 'em, woah, we could, woah, woah, woah
I tell the odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what
Check it out, ni**a, woah, woah, woah, woah
ni**a, we could fight with 'em, ride
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1]
Done seen some sh*t within my lifetime, my light shine bright
Protect your energy from poison when the python strike
My first mistake was doin' robberies on Niken bikes
Watch my moves and I'ma show you what a icon like
Y'all let bygones be bygones, right?
ni**a, fu*k your truce, bust your move
And if that ni**a touch your shoes
You better blast on 'em and on my mama, ni**a
I'ma get that cash on 'em, hunnid on the dash on 'em
Swerve, born from the trench, you from the 'burbs
ni**a, fu*k the early bird, ni**a
I'ma get this motherfu*kin' chicken
And if a ni**a ever got a problem, ni**a
We can fu*kin' solve it, on my mama, ni**a
I just been itchin' to prove myself
I just pray throughout the struggle I don't lose myself
Glock, no safety, Plaxico, I might shoot myself
They catchin' bullets like two Odells, and, ni**a, you gon' tell
But listen
[Chorus]
I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
And I can tell you sh*t the other ni**as can't, lemme tell you
I can tell you by the time I had to drop a ni**a rank
And I can tell you sh*t I did up off the drank, lemme tell you
I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
And used that sh*t to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
I can tell you sh*t, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, ni**a
[Verse 2]
First and foremost, for every door that's opened, a door close
Beat a ni**a, take his Bordeauxs, upgrade my wardrobe
And Lord knows livin' like this, it leads a short road
A dead end, or prison time, where we was headin'
Instead, when I got bread, broke it with brethren
Eyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran
Made a couple dollars from come-ups, my ni**as flexin'
ni**a got a problem, then I can make some corrections
Okay, cool, still with the same ni**as since grade school
Give a fu*k about your Shade Room when I had made room
For everybody on that late moon, and word to Rae Sremm'
Had to bring the motherfu*kin' swang on 'em
And I ain't even wanna have to blank on 'em
That Lam' truck got a full tank on 'em
But, a ni**a better not look at me wrong
It's certain sh*t that I can't say on this song, but let me tell you, ni**a
[Chorus]
I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
And I can tell you sh*t the other ni**as can't, lemme tell you
I can tell you by the time I had to drop a ni**a rank
And I can tell you sh*t I did up off the drank, lemme tell you
I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
And used that sh*t to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
I can tell you sh*t, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, ni**a