Since I left ain't too much changed, yeah
Except for the pilot, first-class virgin
Wanna ride in purple violet
Well stick beside your boy, I put a word in

Sneak you behind the curtain while I VIP park my Bourbon
If the slums can't pardon, then fuck you
Will take the parking lot and throw 30 Rock in a bucket
My folks looking like Joe Dirt with that curb service
LSD trip shit, bitch is your knees hurtin'
Blue skies, black suede leather
Bumpin' Pink Floyd and Mayweather
Windows down on that grey Monte Carlo
Embedded rubber on concrete
Leavin' trails on the paved leathers
On that power
Concave
I kick, push through childhood, I've come of age
Ask me how I'm doin' the shit is gold really though
Catfish really though and Billy done did it hoe

Yeah, we went from counting the o's and the Speghettios
To countin' zeros, oh what a heavy load
The stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin' (still ridin')
Yeah, we went from counting the o's and the Speghettios
To countin' zeros, oh what a heavy load
The stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin' (still ridin')
Still ridin'
Stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin', we still ridin'
Stakes are high but the Chevy's low
Still ridin'

Like a clysdale chariot, beatin' these 808's up, up, up
Area 51 pegging this
Looking alien
No Christian Dior adorns the native son
Drippin' Dixie since '81
Sippin' whiskey since Raekwon spit hit page one
Nerd shit that gamma ray gun
That any day come, fuck a rap punk sucker, I'm a bum
Tornado picked up my trailer, I'm in a new zone
How do you go from group home to Luke Combs?
'Cause I'm a Matrix in itself, a true song
Plus I hit the Oracle up, red or a blue phone (Marshall)
Yeah, and I made it with lil' prophet
I got a knife from a wizard because I stake the profit
Ask me how I'm doing, this shit is gold, really though
Catfish really though, and Billy done did it hoe

Yeah, we went from counting the o's and the Speghettios
To countin' zeros, oh what a heavy load
The stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin' (still ridin')
Yeah, we went from counting the o's and the Speghettios
To countin' zeros, oh what a heavy load
The stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin' (still ridin')
Still ridin'
Stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin', we still ridin'
Stakes are high but the Chevy's low
We still ridin'

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Writer(s): MIchael Wayne Atha