Riding to the go We ran out of woods bout to get some more Call up Oscar, he Chicago 4's West side nigga different mommies, but he is my bro Pull up we gone let that shit blow Yamada El Niño, we gone pick up when I call that phone Boy I know you not home all alone Semi got the semi he gone see you, when you leave your door 85, 314 Mr green, gasoline (I'm servin gas!) Red bitch, when I pull up mean (skrt skrt scow) Full tank in my Volvo, bout to bust these fiends Do not hit my phone a lot, if you only gettin G's I got niggas on my tellie, who that really really need (half's, ounces, pounds) My momma taught me all these streets My momma put me in these streets I got a bitch who don't smoke gas So how am I suppose to enjoy her ass Ima just turn her around Ima just thrash on her ass Ima respect that bitch So ian gone call her a bitch Ima just call by her name Ion een know her name She just with me for the fame Door And we got it for the lowww Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro (That nigga ain't get no gas. What the fuck) We got midget for the low Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro

I been thinking all the time on the road I'ma go, then you just gone follow after God*amn you dirty lil I put that inside the toilet cause she's so full of I'm bulging out my love, and it's clear you don't listen for sh*t You only listen to my pocket, when I'm spending a grip But baby I've been doing drugs been trippin and losin it Been losing my mind, been baggin up weight Paranoid that I'm losing these dimes, quarters, 8ths Making mistakes Biggest one I made when I fked up a plate And my momma got that, it's just time gotta weight Me and my momma on the road and we servin the J's From downtown to EA Then it's back to cascade I was gettin when I ain't even have my made Check the receipts, I'm from the south of the souf side Had a bch, stretch the, kids finger mouth wide When I signed my first artist, on god I cried Went from crappy setups to building stu's, no lie And no cap on my lingo Hit the bullet on the nose, bingo Im negative But on Glynn st, the middle school kids heroes And you heard song six, I live evil They sayin Ross come speak to the kids and the probation class I had a second thought to tell that kiss my Brandy b Is my new signee I got a thang for them Carolina teens I shine bright When things ain't good, just don't forget to shine bright When you're tired and done, you are the one just shine bright Just wait and see, who you're meant to be I shine bright Everything will be ok Da-Da-Da-Da-Da Ayeeeee yuh Yack This for all them kids that's on Grady, over there at Spring Hill Lester Rd, this for them Bennett's Mill kids This for them boys over there on Tiger Trail R.I.P Fayette middle Glynn Street certified Bennett Lol