Something To Ride To - Joe Budden

Something To Ride To - Joe Budden

Год
2010
Язык
`English`
Длительность
257270

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Something To Ride To

Joe Budden

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I always said when I make it, there’s no going back

Where the toasters clap, and we can toast to that

Them niggas hate seeing me, I’m like an open scab

I’m OT in a Cabana with an open tab

I’m in the cut though, not too many notice me

I’m strictly baritone, I play it low key

While in New York, They say I’m crazy like Robin was

In Jersey, I’m what Petrovic, Drazen was

Politically incorrect, Fuck being proper

Because all the faces lookin' real like the Fila Pradas

And it seems like they the main niggas seein' dollars

Just let me get that off my chest, So I don’t need a spotter

Maybe now I see why Marvin just needed to Holla

And if you know me, treat a hurdle like I’m?

Dolla

Raisin' the bar, fuckin' with the stakes

They’ll get you that type of fame that your publicist will hate

So we can get the goons involved and have the triggers squirtin'

But since I’m well endowed, I’ll be the bigger person

Throwin' darts at a Mozart, you won’t go far

Tryin' to help kill a legend, ask Solar

Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue

Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival

This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Naw this ain’t somethin' to ride to It’s more like shit for you to survive to Roll a blunt do whatever you decide to Celebrate my return, I’m sorry that I deprived you

Left you with tales of quick riches, thick bitches

Small timers talkin' that big business is fictitious

No rhymers, slow grinders, the more blinders

With skills so vagina, relyin' on co-signers

Now they mad at me, I keep goin' hard reppin'

Cause what’s a rampage to rashad evans

That mouth still haul off, we’ll shoot at the tires

And you ridin' 'til the wheels fall off

I spent my youth in prison

I thought to get the 401K's a nigga had to do some pitchin'

But now I’m growin' up, they say I’m too different

They tell me I’ve changed, I say that you didn’t

Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue

Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival

This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Honestly this past year’s been a burden on me Unfinished product, god is still workin' on me But shout to old girl, she’s never to blame

The way she shallowed had me thinkin' that I never came

With me at the funeral, with me at the wake

Black dress, black shades, strictly for my sake

A lone man’s tutor, to him it’s all a surprise

I can’t explain death when he don’t understand life

So grandma passed, about a week before mother’s day

Forget me, I was worried about my mother Faye

Bad as it sounds, wouldn’t have it any other way

She was so ill, death could have only been her escape

And gotta mask how that make me feel

Since the streets is only asking about a Shady deal

If I knew now what tomorrow was gonna teach me And I told you in advance, you probably wouldn't believe me Nah, this ain't something to ride to It's more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to

As long as the earth's round and the sky's blue

Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival

This is mood muzik, that’s what I do

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