So if you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', I could give a fuck This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me If you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', blow the indo up This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me I'm laid back, gripping trace and I'm blown, pulling my 7 and zone Copping a dutch from the sto', 7Eleven that's home My mac-11 is gone, while I be packing these songs Until [?] could bring light to your dome I'm sitting strong inside Maxine, my tinted, black queen My stacks gleam, accident where I'm last seen in Sitting lowkey, from Springs to Bokey And my license been restricted, so I hope I don't see police But shit, they tend to know me, I'm an [?] homie Got a reputation, a lot of love, a lot of hate and Lot of meditatin', rubber bands and paper chasin' Elevated thinkin', a lot of drama like the Pacers So I cruise on land in my city where the scandalous are Handling grown folk shit, oh man, is it [?] This is the problem that this life bring And every nice thing stained [?] So if you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', I could give a fuck This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me If you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', blow the indo up This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me Y'all steady watching it, I've been on the move, spitting jewels to your metropolis You flopped, really hating while you spotting this [?] I beast the mic, see, I could speak it right Wondering how these fake ass homies learn how to sleep at night I penetrated the scene clean, juvenile status Push and changing the game, mane, I'm below the stratus When I had in, served the addicts and dopers Know the faggots who spoke with these sheisty women in chokers [?] sitting beside me We used to dip out of class to get Bacardi with hash Getting retarded, shit get started [?] dash I never blow the chase, running from Jakes, no mistakes Only growing up where these peeps are so fake And still I kept forward, pushing past these fake ass styles It's wild, the type of shit to get [?] dragging for miles Your brother lay low, pocket full of dutches and something inside Light it up and take to this ride So if you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', I could give a fuck This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me If you wanna take a ride, put your windows up Gotta hold it down, this is tinted up I'm riding slow, grab my fo', blow the indo up This is to ride in my city and the fire coming with me