London Jack - Ridin lyrics

[Hook: Drake] Ridin through the city with my high beams on Plottin,Plottin through the city with my high beams on So I'm Ridin through the city with my high beams on Can you see me can you see me get your Visine on. 2X [ Verse 1] In a world where the liquor ain't cheap Play your cards right and the dollars come free Keep your rhymes tight ball out out for a fee cuz Its just mic and hoop dreams And get rich quick schemes To feed the dope fiends and rep the home team Throne is old G's Who sold and dole keys who died on their feet yelling C.R.E.A.M Mind fuzed in a daze Amused by the muse enthused by false trues A fool with a word or two with lost rules Tunes you can pop the top and rock to In a world where Jah rules I'm just tryna curve the clap back so I got the nerve to attack when you push back A young a n***a in a volks with the seat back Tell me what you know about dreams Tell me about never living your life in hindsight Do something crazy you're here for one night Andre 3 stacks just give me the green light On sight with your heat tucked pennies and a scheme Doing wrong will make you feel right Squeeze on a trigger to take a mans life Its the same damn songs the wrongs that we write See these gangs are for kids Who ain't make the team With low self esteem And no hopes or dreams Chase the american dream With a full head of steam And your lungs full of weed See now I'm ridin through the city with my high beams on Can you see me can you see me get your Visine on so I'm ridin [Hook: Drake] Ridin through the city with my high beams on Plottin, Plottin through the city with my high beams on So I'm Ridin through the city with my high beams on Can you see me can you see me get your visine on. 2X [Verse 2] Whats 25 to life if it ain't worth livin Never talk to God cuz you ain't wanna be forgiven Sitting locked up while the world spinnin damn Reminisce on your days of the dealing Think about every single life you were stealing Funny how the haze turned out so vivid Now you count days in the land of the livid Cuz there ain't sh** worse than a n***a with nothing to lose Letting the chopper sing his blues Popping off n***as like two by two You're homeboy cool But who brung you? Live fast Die young Smoke gra** Buy guns (Ridin Ridin) Relax throw ones But it ain't last cuz of where we from See my n***a got popped seven times with a K And when he got out they hit him the next day Two more to the body the n***a behind the shotty Was a man, with a plan for them bands and that rari Once somebody man's drop ain't no saying sorry Now his 9 lives still breath in his body Ride through the city he the life of the party And if you tryna step n***a you and what army? Never came in this game for some change or a range Tell me why the truth always sounds so strange A lot of yall n***as just in it for the fame But that alone can't keep a grown man sane Ridin through the city Ridin Ridin through the city with some darker yesterdays and bright tomorrows Ridin with [Outro] Stand clear of the closing doors please