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letra de ride with me - jack rootes

[hook]

i remember when they p-ssed me up
and now you let it slow my charge
it g-ssed me up and had me going hard
now i’m first cl-ss when it’s showtime
while your b-tch on my line

now it’s too late to come and ride with me
(too late to come and) ride with me
where were you (where were you)
oh
where were you (where were you)
oh
ride with me

[verse 1]

i used to think that being wired different was a problem
i was always looking around for someone who can solve ’em
as i ride this bus with school kids to my workplace
music on, my head feeling like it was in sp-ce
kids making dumb noises at me for some stupid laugh
but i couldn’t retaliate without facing an -ssault charge
i knew better though, just ignore them my parents insist
so i just walked away, pretending that they didn’t exist

working hard to get the money, planning out my next moves
a new song, a new project, anything to give me new grooves
so i’d clean trolleys and peel potatos, listening to tunes
thinking if uzi vert can make it, then surely i can too!
then once all the work was finished and i had my fun
i’d hit the studio and stay there ’till the day itself was done
then i’d go home, relax for a while, then finally hit the hay
all with the same dreams of making it one day

[hook]

[verse 2]

i used to think being wired different made problems blossom
now i think being wired differently’s f-ckin’ awesome!
’cause now i stand on the world, at the top of my game
now that i’ve made it, life has never been the same!
if i’m in the mood, i can call any girl over to my place
got so much cash, i’m no longer part of the paper chase!
step on the stage at my concerts and hear roaring cheers
so much money, my mother can pay bills for the next 5 years

do i pay attention to my haters? hardly!
i just flip ’em off then speed off in my ferrari
and those i left in the dust are feeling like some poor sods
even those kids on the bus are looking up to me like i’m a god
any track i put out on sale immediately goes platinum
while my face is pasted all over the world like an atlas!
everybody in the party turns up when i enter the place
while my songs rock the house with that big fat b-ss!
then my alarm goes off and the whole scene fades
but i still wake up to start my routine with a smile on my face

[hook]

[outro]

“i’m sorry, but roots cannot make it to the phone right now. why? oh! because he’s dead!”

- jack rootes

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