Riding Slow
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I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before Never been this way before I’m riding slow Fuck it, I’m riding slow But so driven I’m driving my chauffeur This shit that I got on my sofa Bitches rub it and say “Oh what’s this?” Looking at pictures like “Who is this?” I’m shaking my head like “Who is this?” That’s me and P. Diddy you stupid bitch Anyway, I just zone in my Chevy On the phone in my prezzy Shine with no stones in my bezzy Peep that, my seat back like a nigga hiding Creeping and you keep peeping in it like yo bitch inside it This shit was provided by the Mister Great Battles And me, myself, sir sunglasses and safe travels Nigga life is great, take flight Or take a picture of a nigga license plate And break light I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before Never been this way before I’m riding slow It’s Battles right, flyer than a satellite Drifting in the afterlife, whipping it like Passion Christ Ain’t have as nice, so quick to remind me That’s some nonsense, Magic Johnson I been sick since the 90’s, grind me up And I’m only 21, everything you dream about That’s just what we do for fun You see, I’m simply the realest, no fraud in it Car tinted like an Indian village And we riding, Dizzy and Los right beside me All about the bills till we living like the Cosby’s A flower blossomed from the concrete Use her head to get ahead, I guess she a mind freak I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before Never been this way before I’m riding slow I’m Dizzy, hippy and trippy off of the voodoo Hang loose in Honolulu I’m smoking, taking a booboo They tell me do you before doodle mamas knew you Nigga you was just another rapper on the internet, fuck you bitch Compatible, casual, but he kind of radical So a fascinating fatalities in the battle zone The Vegas knight I got stripes to be in the bravest Behavior problems I’m proud I was made a medical patient I’m a nerd I fell in love with the herb Always going on a rant, conversations with my plants She says Smokeout Conversations was my jam Before I knew who I was, it helped me find who I am I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before That’s just how the story goes I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow, what, what I’m riding slow I’m drifting on the road Never been this way before Never been this way before I’m riding slow
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