INTRO
You better ride with me (x2)
I can't stop stop stop the voice inside me
No place anywhere could hide me
I never listen to the class rules
The haters wanna f*ck your last move
What are you niggas tryna prove?
Puff puff and pass nigga
Cash rules everything around me
Xanax, Percs, let me fly
Get rich or die tryin'
Watch the throne, the king must die
I got my shooters ready to shot
We don't lie, we fly through the sky, no lies
"real eyes, realized, real lies"
I don't think I Rap
O.L.K 'Till I Die
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Red 'Rari, red Lambo, red Benz, red lens
Live life in the fast lane
No time for bitches I forget her name
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Dos vasos blancos llenos de hielo,Sprite con codeine
Wachu mean, we got weed, purple swag, purple lean
Poppin' pills like M&M's, bitches call me at 3 AM
No time for her
I'm a business man, I love money man
I wanna ride a Benz, I'm the f*ckin' man
Lord forgive me
Steve Hills - Intro Lyrics
Steve Hills - Intro Lyrics
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INTRO
You better ride with me (x2)
I can't stop stop stop the voice inside me
No place anywhere could hide me
I never listen to the class rules
The haters wanna f*ck your last move
What are you niggas tryna prove?
Puff puff and pass nigga
Cash rules everything around me
Xanax, Percs, let me fly
Get rich or die tryin'
Watch the throne, the king must die
I got my shooters ready to shot
We don't lie, we fly through the sky, no lies
"real eyes, realized, real lies"
I don't think I Rap
O.L.K 'Till I Die
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Red 'Rari, red Lambo, red Benz, red lens
Live life in the fast lane
No time for bitches I forget her name
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Dos vasos blancos llenos de hielo,Sprite con codeine
Wachu mean, we got weed, purple swag, purple lean
Poppin' pills like M&M's, bitches call me at 3 AM
No time for her
I'm a business man, I love money man
I wanna ride a Benz, I'm the f*ckin' man
Lord forgive me
You better ride with me (x2)
I can't stop stop stop the voice inside me
No place anywhere could hide me
I never listen to the class rules
The haters wanna f*ck your last move
What are you niggas tryna prove?
Puff puff and pass nigga
Cash rules everything around me
Xanax, Percs, let me fly
Get rich or die tryin'
Watch the throne, the king must die
I got my shooters ready to shot
We don't lie, we fly through the sky, no lies
"real eyes, realized, real lies"
I don't think I Rap
O.L.K 'Till I Die
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Red 'Rari, red Lambo, red Benz, red lens
Live life in the fast lane
No time for bitches I forget her name
You better ride with me, I got the recipe
I can be like ecstasy and it feels so real real real
Dos vasos blancos llenos de hielo,Sprite con codeine
Wachu mean, we got weed, purple swag, purple lean
Poppin' pills like M&M's, bitches call me at 3 AM
No time for her
I'm a business man, I love money man
I wanna ride a Benz, I'm the f*ckin' man
Lord forgive me
Writer: MICHAEL MARZONI, PARKER DANIEL COTE, RENE GUZMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave