The Ride (feat. Mercedes) - 72ours

When I think about perfect times I think about yesterday You can asked me about the future I don't know what to say Tomorrow's story's unknown So listen It's almost anyone's guess When I think about perfect times I think about yesterday You can ask me about the future I don't know what to say It's almost anyone's guess Yo It was a cold night Not cold like the winter Just cold like a energy was in the air I generally don't like The driver had to dip, so he left me in the whip Turned around and said, ("You know you're on your own, right?") I'm the zone like There's pictures on the wall of my own life Just like a drive-in Only it's live, and this a montage of the places I been My sixth sense taste the problem The sus-pense had my heart racin', throbbin' Just like a young punk with a tape revolver Pointed at the driver of a car, faced to rob him The cigarettes chased the vodka The nigga just chased the dream but won't taste the monster The son won't face the father The gun won't erase the drama While you're waitin', the time's up

Windows down it feels like I'm on the run I'm leaving this town 'Cause I don't wanna end up alone All my life I've been running in circles Burning bridges down down down Take a chance cause this life is a gamble And I just live for the ride For the ride Dreaming aloud it feels like I'm on a cloud I'm dancing around No I won't give up without a fight All my life I've been running in circles Burning bridges down down down Take a chance cause this life is a gamble And I just live for the ride For the ride