[Intro: Kevin Gates]
N***a told me it was cheaper to be myself, ya heard?
Then that same n***a told me it wasn't always cool to be me
What the fuck?
Always tellin' me that I was good for nothin'
I was never good or nothin'

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be's a ridah
Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible
All I know how to be's a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be's a ridah
Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya
All I know how to be's a ridah
Hood n***as (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be's a ridah

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
90 knocks in and out the spot for cream
90 shots hangin' off the big machine
See my sister cryin' they took her love away
All my n***as how we sellin' drugs for pay
I just [?] they wanna murder me
So I gotta keep a cannon every day
Whole family [?] we gotta find a way
Stomach full of lean because we lost our way
Make a [?] never [?]
[?]
I lose every girl 'cause I sleep with my rifle
Now I tell the world this
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be's a ridah
Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible
All I know how to be's a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be's a ridah
Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya
All I know how to be's a ridah
Hood n***as (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be's a ridah

[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
Damn, I can't believe they killed my n***a Jack
Had a dream the other night that I brought my brodie back
We was gettin' [?], smokin' out a Back, sippin' Act
'Cause that's how we use to do it, me and J and the Mac
Shit fuck with my mind and realize that he gone
Got me relapsin' back to back, blowin' out of the zone
I put that on my soul, never erase your number from my phone
Thug tears for thug angels, callin' heaven their home
A lot of suckas gettin' credit, but they fake and they fraudulent
'Cause they ain't shit without possessions, puttin' on shows for their audience
My brotha Jack taught me a lesson, that we don't care how hard he is
And that them n***as bleed too, regardless of who he thought he is
See, I was raised on the curbside
By pitchin' flippers, lettin' birds fly
And whoever kill the Jack, I sear to God I hope that nerd die
See a vision with my third eye, got my mind on murder
Mama didn't raise a bitch, bein' a coward was a nada
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be's a ridah
Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible
All I know how to be's a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be's a ridah
Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya
All I know how to be's a ridah
Hood n***as (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be's a ridah