Lyrics:
for the ride
Feelin' like a king, with my head held high
My car drives by itself, it's like a dream
I'm in control, but it's controlling me
With every
name the Jersey drive I'm
Killing everything, y'all full of lies
I'm great at my job don't hate
I'm taking your spot, y'all late
I'm rolling them trees
Crown on my fucking head
Cuz lil bitch I'm the king of this shit
Fucked around and I put my lil twin on this shit
They gon have to let us in the industry
Lucky I ain't come from poverty but I need money so that means I'll put in this work
I'm making these beats and these songs everyday bitch I'm
dressed in the latest style
Swingin' like a pendulum, walkin' down the aisle
See so many guys, speak so low in miles
Maybe she will settle down and marry
She was swinging by the bangles in a main street store
A while before we met
The most dangerous angels that you ever saw
She spied her amulet
DRIVE
PERFORMED BY LOCKELAND
WRITTEN BY Kyndon oakes, mark vikingstad & susie brown
'65 baby blue ford has got me
Truckin' down this Cotten field
I'm sick of sitting in the backseat of my life
Watching the billboards go by on the 405
Everybody seems to have it all figured out
They got their
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
side
We could take a late night drive
Drive into the sunrise this time
Oh baby In another Life
I wish you would be by my side
We could take a late night
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
Then drive right back M54
Then drive by, then drive by
Then drive by, then drive by
Duh-duh-dah-da-da
Then drive right back M54
Da-dah-duh, da-dah-duh
Think I know somewhere we can park
After dark
System up with the top down
Got the city on lockdown
Drive by in the low ride
Hands high when we fly
THE MORNING LIGHT
I SWALLOWED MY PAIN WITH THE FLOOD LIGHT DYING
STOOD IN THE RAIN MY EYES WERE CRYING
I WAS THE FOOL WHO PAINTED RAINBOWS
I WAS BETRAYED BY
To drive, just drive.
Can you keep a secret baby, if you can't, just lie,
Yeah, I want to scream, when I have this dream, that my whole life passed me by
Drive
Drive by tra le zone
Drive by ridah con me
Drive by tra le zone
Dai baby dì il mio nome
Drive by vado non so dove
Ci facciamo champagne
[Chorus]
Cop it
Object
Put it in the pot
Then rock it
Put it out
Look how I profit
Haters tryin' to knock it
But I won't stop
'Cause they
at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And muthafuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you
at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And muthafuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you
not asking to be loved or be forgiven
Hey - I just can't face shakin' in this bedroom
One more night alone
(I need a lover that won't drive me
not asking to be loved or be forgiven
Hey - I just can't face shakin' in this bedroom
One more night alone
(I need a lover that won't drive me
YO!
Burnt...
Imagination flipping me
and whAt they seen, I've bin Fucking up the Magazine
And drive slow, when they pass in the limazine
You
dance that would go by way too fast
No, when I look at you, girl, what I wanna do
Is gonna take longer than that
I wanna drive out to Cali for your
get double cross
By strangers
And even lied to by Kin
Everybody living for self
Where does
The Quest begin
I'm in my zone like
Malcolm was
Knowing
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