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Fake smiles and grapevine lies
We got a few more miles on this transit ride
Hand outs are mine
Your too late and whine
cnd when the push comes

and we ride
When we pull up to the party saw this girl that's in the corner uh
Walk up to her uh
Ask her Shawty what's your name?
But I'm kinda awkward huh

Remember the time 
when we were kids   

When nobody got down  
 
There wasnt ever the time 
to live in your mind 
with all ya friends around 
 
God

Hayworth behind the glass
So wrong
How can you fall head over heels
For a song

All the same
Ya gotta ride out the storm
Till the end of the game
But even

Whatever you want, I got it, you need it
She don't really know bout me
Baby girl, I'm CJ3
All them women wanna climb this tree
Down by the river, I like her

boy I told ya
Yo girl call me Batman and she don't fuck wit you joker
And I don't fuck wit no posers
You wear shorts wit yo loafers
Fuckin wit da my fam

about
Miami living with my chief up In the kitchen
tell your friends they on the list girl you know they aim to risk wine and dine my ladies ride Mercedes

(I) see my mind slide by (damn)
All i need to do is just die (damn)
Smoke burns when you ride
Let's turn the music up, we like this vibe

I'm okay,

couldn't handle that shit
Made me so sick
Had me down bad, I was losing my head, shit
But never ag-
Click! Ya
Ima shoot up by my wrist (uh)
Hopped out my

Willie come ride
With me, since a jit the 9 fit me like 5950, kept a blick but wasn't hip to Who was sizing me
Satan almost caught a vict but you Know God

I already jacked your ass for your fuckin' range

Don't make me come up in your crib and blow your fuckin' brain
Snatch ya wifey out the whip and make

ugly broke bitches really be a non factor 


I just ride by myself you need ya bitches for back up…. Pump faking ass bitches 
Need awards cause they

I save the thousand for the next, for the
Next ride I swerve my car all night
My temperature heated, I feel so heated I feel like you calm me down

the math books
Yeah that's calculus
Yeah I love to write hooks
My shit never miss
From here to the stars
Goes by candy bars
Rides a kid with a knack
For

Tension gets released, minds get eased
What's goin on tonight

Max relief, dance with me
Can't believe, you by my side
Just feel the beat, move ya feet
Let

Oh my god
Oh my god
Is he blowing up on my phone
Is it my ex on my phone

My ex see he just text me
He  seen me with the next thing in my ride 
He

Look at the sky, the air that we breathe
Painted by the words and how bad we speak
Indigo
Psyche Sounds

Skyline
This is an Indigo Records production

You running lip no time to hide
They talking shit not down to ride
Tell the truth don't gotta lie
You fuck around your jaw wide
Don't trust a soul

boss nigga yeah tell me what ya think
You can come and ride the wave but nigga don't sink
SRT going fast, don't blink
Big bad wolf lil nigga hoodwinked

(enough, enough)
Enough, of my love
(my love)
Don't get to questioning anything
Know that I'm ride or die
Who else gone stick by your side
Need I remind you

yeah yeah

This cup got me ugh,

Verse 1

I've been blinded by the lights dollar signs is all I see,

clways ride with 2 pipes like I'm going na fix

the change in your eyes
You movin on wit ya life
Know watchu payin for
You seen it all but dont get involved
You do it all but ain't no reward
Heart turn

Of your mind, mind body, mind body and soul
By nature she ah get naughty
Dressed in dior welcome to my party
Yankee, yet I'm a yardie
Ready fi stir it up

rocking
All threw the night

I’m gonna take my time 
& youre gonna love me right
Ride or die partners in crime
I’ll be Bonnie
& you can be Clyde
yeah you