Still Riding

Mic check Mic check 1,2,3 I'm hopping in this booth Bitch, it's back A-T-E-X till the day that I die Ain't nothing changed up, but the way that I'm fly Coming up with change, boy you think it's still Riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die Boy I swerve around the corner, only thing that changed my ride Yeah, that's one hunnid and five Keep it real until I die And I got a new .45 Yeah, that shit hold about nine So you wanna kill me? Fine Ima be here, clip inside When I see you, I'ma slide Keep that shit on all the time And my bullets, they like me They got wings because they fly Hungry tigers made of steel under pressure, that's your life Aye, aye Aye, aye Aye, aye Yuh, yuh Bitch a new year, ain't nobody toppin It's some new steel, can't nobody stop it Don't come talking to me bout that bullshit Don't come talking to me bout that bullshit I'ma let it go Can't hold back no more Cuz time it don't slow down for nobody Nobody It's still Riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die Boy I swerve around the corner, only thing that changed my ride Yeah, that's one hunnid and five Keep it real until I die And I got a new .45 Yeah, that shit hold about nine So you wanna kill me? Fine Ima be here, clip inside When I see you, I'ma slide Keep that shit on all the time And my bullets, they like me They got wings because they fly Hungry tigers made of steel under pressure, that's your life Let that shit bounce, then I hop in n out I don't got time for no discussions, boy stop running your mouth You ain't like me, not even close cuz you gunnin 4 clout I keep 2 weapons on me, yeah it depends on the shot You wanna live, you wanna die, we can go either route Been still getting money on the side Homicide, how they should take me out cuz I be too tired for suicide At times I ride, through the country I need it to clear my mind Yeah, yeah talking with the flow is he back up-up top? Who knows? Yeah, nobody can touch this flow, and if you try you gon get bit Bitch, I'm a dog, and this my stick I'm off the leash, you off the mid It ain't no chance, no percentage So don't challenge boy You lose your balance boy Atex boy