Oddisee - Ride'n lyrics

[Verse 1: Uptown XO] Georgetown shopping, Uptown grinding Southside riders, funnel easy widers Funny people find us, funny but outside us Feel safer when they outside of the climate Raised in a hostile environment, got wild and violent Almost got shot, silenced That's when I was riding with the heat The man that shot was on the other side of the street I wanted to rhyme then, I was biting my teeth My soul had questions, needed advice from the streets And my advice was to eat But I miss those days, cause the prices was cheap Back then black Timbs made my cypher complete Those days were so great, priceless to me Glad to be alive in the bar like "no ice in that, please" About to make a toast to life but I can die when I leave [Hook: x2] Ridin', ridin', ridin' Southeast, Northeast, Southwest, Uptown baby! [Verse 2: Uptown XO] Cool with no shirt on, Juicy couture skirt on I'm watching like a stakeout, she's hotter than a sirloin I'm spitting game, trying to t-bone her My aim made it irrelevant to converse more She smothered me like A1 sauce on the first pork My game won, I ain't lose since my first loss Ain't dumb, put away the loot in the bank card In case she try to play me like a head start

It's always something under the tee, no tank top Got rid of that, too, but common sense, I thank God Cause I ain't catching no rape charge I ain't going out like Kobe, I thank Pac For going through that for me, I can't stop Fresh back with a pack, old Wu-Tang trap, EBTH "Oh snap! That's your whip? You ride'n like that?" She hopped in and we just... [Hook] [Verse 3: Uptown XO] Breaking up funnel, trying to be humble Smoke a day thinking how I'm gon' survive in this jungle When I was 5 I had to rumble "Pay-less shoes? You ain't fly" I had to hustle Had to muscle with charges, had a couple police car handles I was handcuffed to Mom said, "thank God your grandma love you Cause I wouldn't let you rock," that's family for you That's why my family's the block, but not as loyal Still I love my momma a lot, holding grudges destroy you Crying about how you're bringing money, now they tryin' afford you Damn, I guess you get what you put out Hustled to help mom with the rent, still got put out Until I get fresh year-long, silent treat, I moved on To much bigger and better things, we on the block 70 Head keep driving up, but I tell him, "keep... [Hook]