[Produced by Phoenix]
[Intro]
From the day you're born 'til the day you die
If you're one of the poor ones you just gotta work hard
[Hook]
One-eighty-seven, one-eighty-seven
Departure from the hood, destination hell or heaven
One-eighty-seven, one-eighty-seven
Departure from the hood, destination hell or heaven
I'm a rider, say I'm a rider
I'm a rider, say I'm a rider
I'm a rider, say I'm a rider
I'm a rider, say I'm a rider
[Verse 1]
They putting pressure on me, son, now they want me to snap
End up like X and Whitney in my mansion smoking crack
I'm paranoid, I'm feeling like n***as is trying to get me
Forget the kids, I'm shaving off my f**ing head like Britney
Man, Dre won't mix my records, now I need to talk to Jimmy
I'm falling back in my old ways, I'm riding with the semi
Who's calling me? It's Chris, he's on the other line with Diddy
But I don't wanna talk right now, my day is going sh**ty
Why's Jay rocking that Urkel look, man, isn't he from Marcy?
They say he's growin dreads and now he's talking like a Yardie
Man, everything is changing, I don't understand a thing
I guess this is that bullsh** that all the money brings
I'm on flight
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
My baby mama boyfriend like to talk like he can hurt me
I'm laughing cause she kissed him in his mouth and gave him herpes
That just makes him one of 50 n***as wanting to murk me
n***as found my truck and burnt it up out there in Jersey
You can ask my son, he'll tell you "my dad's f**ing crazy"
She filled his head with sh** and now I think he f**in' hates me
Shady didn't invent me but a star is what he made me
I'll blow your f**in' mind out if I told you what he paid me
He gave me all the pills he had left, that's why I'm so high
It makes me feel so good now that I'm not so scared to die
I wish a n***a would, I dare a motherf**er try
You get at me and miss you kiss your black a** good-bye
I'm on flight
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
My lawyers on retainers every month, I give ‘em stacks
In case they wanna send me up for murder like Max
Man I wasn't the shooter, I was never on the scene
So if they do forensics they'll find out it wasn't me
There's no need for a lie detector, I ain't sayin sh**
The more you talk the higher chances you're doing a bid
Today I read the paper, it said Tru Life caught a case
They said they found a victim with a knife stuck in his face
I spoke to Michael Vick, I told him I'm happy he home
You tell them crackers sorry n***a then you get back on
When dogs are fighting in the hood nobody gives a f**
So you get back and shake it on the field, show them what's up
I'm on flight
[Hook]