Ride or Die

I pour two cups for my dead homies Bigger two-pack, that's my dead homies I got a string for my cup For my dead homies in the streets I bet you had a six deep underclock Straight up for my dead homies Bigger two-pack, yeah I come back I bring it right back I told you I'll be back I'm the best and the best in the game I hustle with my fame G-man G, I'm the king from the south I need a new grip, need some of my kingdom I just hold my nigga freedom Rich man from the rooftop I used to work in the car wash I put it on the mixtape Goddamn girl, she sick, she straight I just need somebody to love me Relationship not my best things I hate me, you won't love me I look dead in the eyes But my red eyes matter a lot I look dead in the eyes But my red eyes matter a lot I'm still spittin Be on my side, boy, leave me Number one in this room I got a string for my cup For my dead homies in the streets I bet you had a six deep underclock Straight up for my dead homies Bigger two-pack, yeah I come back I bring it right back I told you I'll be back