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This is shit we gon' ride to This is shit we gon' ride to Outlaws in our own ways Came up with our own plays Bow our heads 'cause we go and pray Then we make it home after a long day Now we came a long way Came up from the bottom And the bottom of that bottle is the way I solve my problems And I hope you know, I'm still chasin' the rodeo I still don't have no control Take a shot and pop a totem pole I believe in the holy ghost The father and son I got a wife now And a daughter a son But I'm still drunk Still fucked up and in need of love And I need to change but I cannot chain these demons up The game needed us, and we was much obliged Plus these other guys, was sweeter than pumpkin pie They were like Duncan Hines, I was sellin' Fluffy line Bitches, Fat Man Jones, in case you don't know who the fuck am I Man I'm fuckin' high, swear my brain is fuckin' fried Been out my fuckin' mind, ever since my brother died Songtexte Shit we gon' ride to (Must think we country some motherfuckin' dog) Shit we gon' ride to (Motherfuckin' mistake they keep makin') This is shit we gon' ride to (South Nashville, West Nashville, shit ain't changin') This is shit we gon' ride to (I try an' tell 'em we ain't changin' baby no one listens to us) This is shit we gon' ride to (They listen to us Struggle) Shit we gon' get high to (I told these motherfuckers) Shit we gon' ride to (It's our time baby) Yeah, shit we gon' ride to (Throw that motherfucker out) Shit we gon' get high to (Yeah) Shit we gon' ride to (Yeah) This is shit we gon' ride to (Lets go) Raised up with a good mama Couple crazy uncles and no daddy All my OG's either rest in peace In the pen or they crack addicts All the stats said that I would never make it Family curse I thought I'd never break it Still ain't 'cause I'm infatuated with same thing that got me incarcerated Captivated by a strong urge to go get rich and it's complicated Dedicated by this point there's no turnin' back I feel obligated Been rich and I've been broke, prolly made a million dollars off of Bail Road Drop the price so we sell more, then I lost it all behind a cell door Poor me I'm no victim I own mine and I'll be fine By any means I'm gon' feed mine So to the money I "B" line No breaks and I grind more For my family I rap for This the shit that we ride to So this the shit that we die for This is the shit we gon' ride to (Jelly fuck they mean) This is the shit we gon' ride to (They counted us out, now they're count on us) This is the shit we gon' ride to (Ha ha ha ha, they know what it is homie) This is the shit we gon' ride to (Hey Kane) This is the shit we gon' ride to Shit we gon' get high to Shit we gon' ride to (Stand up) Shit we gon' ride to Shit we gon' get high to (We ain't goin' nowhere) This is the shit we gon' ride to (Ha ha ha ha) This is the shit we gon' ride to (Yeah) Aus Songtexte Mania