[Chorus: Tree Williams]
No I ain't tryna [?] nobody
And god knows I'm just tryna live right
But oh I think you better check your man
[?] out of hand
You and me, we both have our dreams
Even though it ain't always what it seems
But I'm a rider, and you a rider
[?] ride together and [?]

[Verse 1: Trick Trick]
N***a [?] these streets
[?] what's up with you?
I get mine, it's up to you
Bending corners [?]
[?]
Reason why they hate me
[?]
[?] Imma keep me [?]
[?] fuck a trap, hit the streets
[?]
[?]
[?]
Now I got these young G's, real n***as love me
[?]
[?]
[?] heard of one
[?] murder one
Bitch there ain't no stopping me
[?] a robbery
[?] take your shit
Take your chain, snatch your whip
Beat your n***as half to death, strip you naked, fuck your bitch
Toss you down a flight of steps, [?] till there's nothing left
[?]
[?]
[Chorus: Tree Williams]
No I ain't tryna [?] nobody
And god knows I'm just tryna live right
But oh I think you better check your man
[?] out of hand
You and me, we both have our dreams
Even though it ain't always what it seems
But I'm a rider, and you a rider
[?] ride together and [?]

[Verse 2: Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
[?]
[?]
Cause you average, me and [?] move like a savage
[?] when I'm lavish
Brand new timberlands
[?]
[?]
[?] with Trick Trick and [?]
[?] you see the [?]
[?] in the grimiest spots with [?] banging
[?]
[?] get caught slippin
On the alternat side of the road, parking lot pimpin
There's weed smoke and [?] around it
And I got the [?] around it
[?] round me
[?]
[?] we so hoodie
All the way, all day, and it's [?]
The drama king, DJ Kay Slay [?]
[?]
[?]
[Chorus: Tree Williams]
No I ain't tryna [?] nobody
And god knows I'm just tryna live right
But oh I think you better check your man
[?] out of hand
You and me, we both have our dreams
Even though it ain't always what it seems
But I'm a rider, and you a rider
[?] ride together and [?]

[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
[?] world of pain [?]
Life's a bitch, but still we try to make it here
Realising that's the only [?]
[?] going crazy [?]
[?]
Everything was good, until you see the feds hop out in red
[?] was still inside [?]
[?] Trae
[?]
We so far gone [?] be a passter
[?] searching for an answer
Or a father figure [?] passed [?]
And this the shit that make us wanna kill
[?] wasn't real
[?] make us wanna chill
[?] probably do it still
Lord help us
[Chorus: Tree Williams]
No I ain't tryna [?] nobody
And god knows I'm just tryna live right
But oh I think you better check your man
[?] out of hand
You and me, we both have our dreams
Even though it ain't always what it seems
But I'm a rider, and you a rider
[?] ride together and [?]