Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something To Ride To, artist - Joe Budden. Date of issue: 13.09.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Something To Ride To |
| Cardim collection |
| Chyea |
| Check |
| I always said when I make it, there’s no going back |
| Where the toasters clap, and we can toast to that |
| Them niggas hate seeing me, I’m like an open scab |
| I’m OT in a Cabana with an open tab |
| I’m in the cut though, not too many notice me |
| I’m strictly baritone, I play it low key |
| While in New York, They say I’m crazy like Robin was |
| In Jersey, I’m what Petrovic, Drazen was |
| Politically incorrect, Fuck being proper |
| Because all the faces lookin' real like the Fila Pradas |
| And it seems like they the main niggas seein' dollars |
| Just let me get that off my chest, So I don’t need a spotter |
| Maybe now I see why Marvin just needed to Holla |
| And if you know me, treat a hurdle like I’m? |
| Dolla |
| Raisin' the bar, fuckin' with the stakes |
| They’ll get you that type of fame that your publicist will hate |
| So we can get the goons involved and have the triggers squirtin' |
| But since I’m well endowed, I’ll be the bigger person |
| Throwin' darts at a Mozart, you won’t go far |
| Tryin' to help kill a legend, ask Solar |
| Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue |
| Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival |
| This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Naw this ain’t somethin' to ride to It’s more like shit for you to survive to Roll a blunt do whatever you decide to Celebrate my return, I’m sorry that I deprived you |
| Left you with tales of quick riches, thick bitches |
| Small timers talkin' that big business is fictitious |
| No rhymers, slow grinders, the more blinders |
| With skills so vagina, relyin' on co-signers |
| Now they mad at me, I keep goin' hard reppin' |
| Cause what’s a rampage to rashad evans |
| That mouth still haul off, we’ll shoot at the tires |
| And you ridin' 'til the wheels fall off |
| I spent my youth in prison |
| I thought to get the 401K's a nigga had to do some pitchin' |
| But now I’m growin' up, they say I’m too different |
| They tell me I’ve changed, I say that you didn’t |
| Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue |
| Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival |
| This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Honestly this past year’s been a burden on me Unfinished product, god is still workin' on me But shout to old girl, she’s never to blame |
| The way she shallowed had me thinkin' that I never came |
| With me at the funeral, with me at the wake |
| Black dress, black shades, strictly for my sake |
| A lone man’s tutor, to him it’s all a surprise |
| I can’t explain death when he don’t understand life |
| So grandma passed, about a week before mother’s day |
| Forget me, I was worried about my mother Faye |
| Bad as it sounds, wouldn’t have it any other way |
| She was so ill, death could have only been her escape |
| And gotta mask how that make me feel |
| Since the streets is only asking about a Shady deal |
| If I knew now what tomorrow was gonna teach me And I told you in advance, you probably wouldn't believe me Nah, this ain't something to ride to It's more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to |
| As long as the earth's round and the sky's blue |
| Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival |
| This is mood muzik, that’s what I do |