| We was thick as thieves growing up
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| Both of us raising hell
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| Chasing liquor with liquor
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| Racing and chasing tail
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| You got caught with a nickel bag and then went to jail
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| You sat it out for a week because your mama didn’t have bail
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| I rode my bike to your house as soon as you got out
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| Remember laughing at the cops and then I took you straight to the spot
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| I moved away for some years to Atlanta, Georgia but stayed the same
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| My troublesome attitude got me locked in an ugly chain
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| We kept in touch every week and I noticed the change
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| You wanted to clean up and go to school some day do the family thing
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| And I was too wild to get it, admittedly so
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| But I supported your move no matter which way that you rolled
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| I guess you made a good choice, graduated with honors
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| Got a good job at the factory making that legal dollar
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| And as for me I got worse
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| I found myself in a curse
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| Dropped out of school for a dream
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| A dream I didn’t rehearse
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| You hit me up cuz you knew when you saw me I was bad off
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| But I was too proud to ask for the help cuz I knew the cost
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| But you offered a place to stay
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| Until I could find my way
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| You helped me go find a gig
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| Clean up and get it straight
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| Never once did you tell me to stop rapping and give it up
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| As we sat talking on the bed of your lifted truck
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| You had it all and I had nothing
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| I’m just saying that meant something brother
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| If you ever need me around I’ll be on the next train headed southbound
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| I’ll never let you down, I can’t let you down
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| Because when I couldn’t get my feet on the ground
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| You’d do anything to help me out
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| You never let me down
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| What goes around comes around
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| It’s been a while since I seen my friends, family and such
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| Six months a year on the road, I never get to visit that much
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| Even though it took me ten years to break a crack in this rock
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| Now that I started this movement, I got no plans to stop
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| Now you may see me in publications and radio placements
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| A new truck, a new Harley, and think I forgot how I made it
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| But ain’t a day that goes by that I don’t recall the struggle
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| Scared to death to go back to it, I constantly hustle
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| I thank you for my ambition
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| For the strength to condition
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| Anyone who helped me along the way and believed in my vision
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| It takes a village to raise a child
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| For me it took small towns
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| Everything that I learned from it
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| The ups and the downs
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| My Uncle Buddy, he gave me a thousand dollars to make a tape
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| Back in '02, when I could barely afford a plate
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| And he couldn’t afford it either, but he did it anyhow
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| And now he wears a thousand dollar smile, Uncle Bud
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| If you ever need me around I’ll be on the next train headed southbound
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| I’ll never let you down, I can’t let you down
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| Because when I couldn’t get my feet on the ground
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| You’d do anything to help me out
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| You never let me down
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| What goes around comes around
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| I’m just sitting here on my front porch singing
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die
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| This one’s for my ride or die |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride Or Die, artist - Yelawolf. Album song Trial By Fire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп