Quality Control – Ride lyrics

[Intro]

[Chorus]
Uh, I'ma ride for my niggas [?]
Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide
Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe
Niggas pickin' sides and a nigga switchin' sides
I promise I'ma ride
[?]
You had the red light and mama still ain't stop from cryin'
And my chain fell out my pocket, and on the way, I grab a dime
[?]
Feel my pain
My mama can't pay the light bill
[?]

[Lil Baby]
Got this shit from out the projects, ain't no silver spoon
The morning after the night we slide, don't tell me what she lose
I wanna come [?] niggas pistol but I just keep it cool
I know them pussy niggas bitches, and they know it too, that's why I'm confused
I was stackin', gettin' money when I was in school
Went to sellin' packs from jackin' [?]
Lookin' up to rich niggas, let me rock they jewels
Got the game from [?], that's why I walk with tools
Never let these bitches knock me off my pivot
Damn, my best friend, I'm tryna get up in her [?]
Rapping like a expert but I just be tryna blow off in it
Two thousand on all my demos, I'm always working, I'm never changing
Made a killing off a killing, put a million on his head
Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds
Give a fuck about he say, she say, I don't wanna hear about what they say
If she [?]

[Chorus]
Uh, I'ma ride for my niggas [?]
Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide
Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe
Niggas pickin' sides and a nigga switchin' sides
I promise I'ma ride
[?]
You had the red light and mama still ain't stop from cryin'
And my chain fell out my pocket, and on the way, I grab a dime
[?]
Feel my pain

I come from the bottom like the curdle
Got 'em in they feelings, it's so personal
Ride with that .5, can't let 'em swirl you
Gotta watch your own back, can't let 'em hurt you
Shooters on the roof, let 'em murk you
And I, treat 'em like my son, like I birth you
When I was runnin' through the street, it was on curfew
A lotta times I had him down, I coulda murked you
Before I went and did my time in [?]
I was skippin' school, [?]
I was trappin' [?] I couldn't beg
Keep that .5 by my side, you know I ain't scared
You know how I'm prepared

[Chorus]
I'ma ride for my niggas [?]
Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide
Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe
Niggas pickin' sides and a nigga switchin' sides
I promise I'ma ride
[?]
You had the red light and mama still ain't stop from cryin'
And my chain fell out my pocket, and on the way, I grab a dime
[?] homicide
[?]

I'ma ride for my niggas [?]
Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide
Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe
Niggas pickin' sides and a nigga switchin' sides
I promise I'ma ride