Ridin Slow Songtext
von Jeff Jericho
Ridin Slow Songtext
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough, gettin′ dough
Uh, it's 10 o′clock in the PM
Niggas grillin' me, feel like it′s hatin' season
They be movin′ with no rhyme and no reason
Steve saying, keep my eyes open so I can see them
Soft spoken unless I have a reason
Bless those provokin' 'em, ′cause looks can be deceiving
Just another day in my life on the weekend
Two feet in the water, but I′m never sinkin'
And I′m thinkin' ′bout the problems that keep mountin' up
Both sets of parents and the struggle, I ain′t got enough
Money get 'em out of ruts, that's why I do this rappin′ stuff
Plus I guess it keeps away the stress knowin′ I'm good enough
But bein′ good enough don't get you out the hood unless
You adjust, find a way to win ′cause there's a few of us
Some are tougher than others, just how we grew up
And some won′t amount to shit 'cause they don't give a fuck
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
I don′t really want to come down (Down)
It's so lonely when I come down
Starin' out my hotel window
Visions in my mind fit the vibe like a tempo
Only sheddin′ tears for my kinfolk
So if you next of kin, swear to God I got a tear for ya
Bottle my emotions like a beer for ya
Get intoxicated on emotions I′ve endeared towards ya
Shit, I think I make it quite clear for ya
No one's near in this hemisphere, a loner
Is what I am, I play the cards in my hand
Never cared for the joke ′cause I'm a serious man
Frivolous speech, you delirious, fam
Every day winnin′, you watch the game from the stands
Live in the negative, you a pessimist, man
You niggas bitch like only feminists can
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Thinkin′ back on some niggas who died
I'm talkin′ Charlie and Jeremy, you're wonderin′ why
Every new day could be the end of my life
I say, "Rest in peace", keepin' my head high
Count my blessings as my life manifesting
Please forgive my aggressions, this life we live is a lesson
I go hand swings, then toe-to-toe with the devil
Lay down for no man, shit, you could call me a rebel, I
Roll with the bass, I ride the beat on its treble
Vocal chords are mellow, so keep adjustin' my level, uh
Momma taught me never to settle, so
Navigate through life, foot on the pedal
Mind on my money clip, hold tight to my money shit
′Cause when I get the money, cold days turn to sunny quick
Educate you ′bout this money shit
Put no bitch before your money, 'less you wanna spit
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough, gettin′ dough
Uh, it's 10 o′clock in the PM
Niggas grillin' me, feel like it′s hatin' season
They be movin′ with no rhyme and no reason
Steve saying, keep my eyes open so I can see them
Soft spoken unless I have a reason
Bless those provokin' 'em, ′cause looks can be deceiving
Just another day in my life on the weekend
Two feet in the water, but I′m never sinkin'
And I′m thinkin' ′bout the problems that keep mountin' up
Both sets of parents and the struggle, I ain′t got enough
Money get 'em out of ruts, that's why I do this rappin′ stuff
Plus I guess it keeps away the stress knowin′ I'm good enough
But bein′ good enough don't get you out the hood unless
You adjust, find a way to win ′cause there's a few of us
Some are tougher than others, just how we grew up
And some won′t amount to shit 'cause they don't give a fuck
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
I don′t really want to come down (Down)
It's so lonely when I come down
Starin' out my hotel window
Visions in my mind fit the vibe like a tempo
Only sheddin′ tears for my kinfolk
So if you next of kin, swear to God I got a tear for ya
Bottle my emotions like a beer for ya
Get intoxicated on emotions I′ve endeared towards ya
Shit, I think I make it quite clear for ya
No one's near in this hemisphere, a loner
Is what I am, I play the cards in my hand
Never cared for the joke ′cause I'm a serious man
Frivolous speech, you delirious, fam
Every day winnin′, you watch the game from the stands
Live in the negative, you a pessimist, man
You niggas bitch like only feminists can
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin' slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Thinkin′ back on some niggas who died
I'm talkin′ Charlie and Jeremy, you're wonderin′ why
Every new day could be the end of my life
I say, "Rest in peace", keepin' my head high
Count my blessings as my life manifesting
Please forgive my aggressions, this life we live is a lesson
I go hand swings, then toe-to-toe with the devil
Lay down for no man, shit, you could call me a rebel, I
Roll with the bass, I ride the beat on its treble
Vocal chords are mellow, so keep adjustin' my level, uh
Momma taught me never to settle, so
Navigate through life, foot on the pedal
Mind on my money clip, hold tight to my money shit
′Cause when I get the money, cold days turn to sunny quick
Educate you ′bout this money shit
Put no bitch before your money, 'less you wanna spit
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough, gettin′ dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin' slow, sittin′ low
Gettin′ dough's all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin' dough′s all I know
Ridin′ slow, sittin' low
Gettin′ dough, gettin' dough
Ri-ridin′ slow
Writer(s): Milton Hollins, Clyde Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

