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I'm a Ryder

TQ

Hell and Back

flows faster faster then slow the shit down
? on y'all but nothing like whoa
Who's the shit now
See the difference between me and y'all
Is that my

life was a scuffle, more people be shocked
Coming from nothing and making it something that's my only shot
They say it's by levels, I'm moving up

24hrs
Stuck in 88 world
8
Sing it with me
Whoa, it's gonna

All I know is my bitch bad
All I know is I'm in my bag
All I know is that my car

at my views, I reach for the stars
Whenever I talk, they all click pause
They like "whoa who that?" He hard
You want you a hit lil buddy get near me
I

now, you know.
Eleven season bitch
Baby, I come through stuntin' on these bitches
Cool like, Smuv like, ooh get wit' it
True Line, True Line, got me

tripping about yo words Anything halo say go
I'm in field just like sum cleats neva played bout pesos
Rock a by my baby now he sleep dead up in that coffin

know me, man up and handle shit.
I could’ve finished college, 
Should’ve had a career.
Now I smoke pounds
And never care what I wear.
I coulda ran away

loyal and shit
But you told on me 
Now I'm mad asf you finna get these rounds for free

They hatin' on me
(I don't give fuck)
Your girl tryna fuck me

always on their knees I feel like I'm the pope (Amen)
Niggas always flexin', but I'm still taking her home (Yeah)
Now that girl in love and now she come

Hahaha 
Elcubanitogringo 
I’m going to call this right here new life
Shout out Frank
Shout out Lil Saint
Shout out Joe

New life, new car, new lady,

landscape (WHOA!)
Griptape be the centerpiece (Run it!)
Money on my mind like a centerfold (Nigga, who run it?)
And everybody tryna get a piece (Lil nigga,

friends (na, yah yah)
I show her more cake (what)
She want a lil taste (she what)
She said her belly ache (naa)
Now thats a cold case (cold)
And then

told you I ain't comin' down
This ain't about money, no, this about power
I made my own beats just so I can devour

Whoa, trip to the 713, the 347,

a kid and I was actin' up
Told me not to give up when that lil bully tried to scratch me up
Raised me to go head on instead of backin' up
And Ain't hear

Bentley truck I got wheels

Whoa... Chills... I'm running with a bitch up for the chills
Selling drugs man I'm selling by the pills
When I knock a sad bitch

get caught up in my wave
Hey eh
Yep
Awww
No I'm not the only one
But I am the chosen one
Black james Bond guaranteed
I keep the golden gun
Whoa I am

Come get caught up in my wave
Hey eh
Yep
Awww
No I'm not the only one
But I am the chosen one
Black james Bond guaranteed
I keep the golden gun
Whoa I am

She know how I'ma feel, nigga That's what she into
I've been a man since a lil nigga , nigga Now that's what my jit do
Lay her ass out, that's what

had me
Was last week
Check this man i aint had check to drop yet
Now pedal on, where your boat at
Lil Yatchy video that shit was fucking art
My daddy,

Let's do it

Yeah whoa

Back in effect hell a stressed find it hard to rest
When you create your own lane who guarding  up
Yeah I heard ya lil song

Lil' Wayne)

Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla

(Juvenile)

Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be

Ay turn out lights, woah, I see a nigga walk down this block
I run him down, now he ain't comin' back
Two stick, two F.N.'s up in the car
Push

Ima just spit you what Im sayin yeah yeah
Uh uh yeah whoa yeah
Me and my patners in the country
Shooting pistols like what up
We shoot at our targets

of the paddy wagon, Jonny got arrested It's a far cry from old Lil' Jon the Baptist
Started skipping school cause I ain't really with the message
Mama good with