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letra de ride or die - mide

[hook]
i’m with my ride or dies
i let them know about the money; don’t try to hide it
i work a 9 to 5
but i could still cut through the check like a samurai
i miss them days (days)
i knew just who i could trust; them was better times (yeah)
wish there was a way (way)
i could tell who was fronting with a satellite

[verse 1]
don’t say that we’re in the same lane
this ain’t an interstate; this a roundabout
only f-ck with the gang (gang)
i’m talking about inner circles
and it ain’t getting bigger
no we are not f-cking with you (no we’re not)
i stay in a figure eight
cuz n-ggas be at your neck likе a noose
as if you were suicidal
man i’m living in luxury
i see thе n-ggas who deserted me rolling blunts like it’s tumbleweed (yeah)
light as a feather
pushed by the slightest of weather
we stopped the fighting now they think we tight as a tether
but from what i can remember
you had decided that you was tired of the pressure
now you wanna ride it together (ahh)
well i may forgive; don’t know if i’ll forget
and mercy ain’t something you easily get
i know n-ggas don’t change, they just feel some regret
then they go straight back to the (uh)
the two times i’ve been out for the count
who would i expect to look out for me
i’ma leave it to my scouts
overseeing sh-t i cannot perceive
they said they’d do it for free
can’t leave them without the bag; they travel with me
people see a n-gga generous
gotta look out for the snakes; they’re tryna persuade me like adam and eve
talking pastries, yeah these n-ggas are sweet
looking for something to eat
i’m not gon feed into something don’t benefit me
[hook]
i’m with my ride or dies
i let them know about the money ain’t try to hide it
i work a 9 to 5
but i could still cut through the check like a samurai
i miss them days (days)
i knew just who i could trust; them was better times
wish there was a way (way)
i could tell who was fronting with a satellite

[verse 2]
i gotta get me a (mmh mmh mmh)
get me a drum set today
so i can hit it like (bum bum bum)
just let me pound on that cake (pound on that cake)
i make it go (dum da da)
i’m hitting them symbols
you’d think it was sign language
that’s how i signal the hunters
got multi, that’s a pump shotgun
i’m spraying them (uh) with a high fragrance
go on a spree and cop me some versace
i’m making money moves; how can you stop me
i’m the one pulling the strings; mariachi
and they tryna copy; they think they’re itachi
akatsuki; it’s raining blood in the lobby
i’m cooking y’all in front of… like hibachi
i make it clear to see; no, it ain’t foggy
don’t want no smoke in your body
you start a problem, then you finna choke like the warriors
you’ll rue the day no euphoria
this is a chore to me
feels like i’m doing pilates
they want me to stretch the bag
they’re calling my line
its ringing four times like an audi
i do not give them no mind
it’s my time to shine
i don’t got no time for n0body
[interlude]
i’m with my ride or dies
i let them know about the money ain’t try to hide it
i work a 9 to 5
but i could still cut through the check like a samurai
i miss them days (days)
wish there was a way (way)
i could tell who was… satellite

[hook]
i’m with my ride or dies
i let them know about the money ain’t try to hide it
i work a 9 to 5
but i could still cut through the check like a samurai
i miss them days (days)
i knew just who i could trust, them was better times
wish there was a way (way)
i could tell who was fronting with a satellite (yeah)

- mide

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