[Intro]
Boyfifty

[Verse]
Ride with me, not without me
I can't see all the thoughts you be having
Ride with me, ride, ride with me yeah
Ride with me, ride, ride with me yeah
I've been trying yeah
I feel like yeah
Babygirl I know you see all of these diamonds yeah
I feel a lot like giving up
Sick and tired, taking drugs
I can't give up cuz I'm a thug
Sometimes I just wan' be loved
I think I've had enough
Telling myself "tighten up"
You can see my teeth fucking dance when I'm talking
Movin' birds but I'm not into that squaking
Center of attention everytime that I walk in
Big 83, she said she love all my content
Down bad on my thing I feel like going back to popping
Had to jugg and rob, I didn't have too many options
Everybody hating on my line like leave me 'lone
Would you even realize if I didn't even make it home
Grippin on the steel, on the ugh, on the chrome
Never think about it, everyone on my iPhone
Lost so many people where did all the time go
This work sells itself I make it flip with my eyes closed
R.I.P the guys, yeah I miss all my idols
Selling on the block, gotta get all the rivals (83)
All you say is a lie boo
Fuck the feds tryna take away all my rifles
They can try, won't succeed
Just might die by my lonely
Commas, can't count up if you're worried bout that drama
I’m giving up mixing Roxie’s, marijuana
I'm getting bucks, give it all to my momma
I'm watchin drugs getting sort out to my friends
If they're still still with me they're riding to the end
Just waiting for someone to push me off the edge
Die, 'fore I start talking to feds
Get right, I ain't never gon' pretend
We fight, I could never fucking bend
The devil watchin' over me when I'm sad
The bigger that I get the more my soul descends
These rappers pussy they be working with the feds
Th-Think I'm crazy, see the thoughts up in my head
Knew that it was coming, I don't know what I was thinking
Tried to throw it all away, I ended where I'm drinking
It's only 2PM I can feel my soul sinking
It's only been two years I just want that shit to sink in
No wonder I'm so fucked up I surround myself with demons
And yes I keep a gun so no you can't have what you're seeing
Selling all these birds you can call me Michael Keaton
Get back on the grind you best stop with all that tweeting
I got guns up on my story so you know I'm running up
I feel like jumping off 3 stories, I'm just waiting to give up
And I've been waiting so long I hate it so much
Is it cause I'm doing better why they hate so much