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Mac Shorewood - Ride Lyrics



Mac Shorewood - Ride Lyrics




Nowadays these bitches always acting like they killas bruh
Real talk these bitches always caught up in they feelings bruh
Only thing you killing right now is the vibe
Watch me glide down the road, say "f*ck you" while I drive
Watch me hit the pivot, watch me go get f*cking lifted
Ask me if i'm good, i'm chilling, billing taxes all day long
I'm just living, just trillin, only got a minute
But when the beat stops i'm not finished
Unless your girl cooking dinner, she sucked my dick
And then you kissed her, while i'm riding in a Fisker
LSD and THC is all on me, why can't you see
It's M A C, in the endzone like Odell B
Yeah, yeah, okay
Bitches try to come at me, when I say "f*ck you"
Telling different stories there's no way I'll ever trust you
Trusting people who be telling real shit
Only getting real lit
If that's not you then we gon' have some trust issues

(This not a wig, it's f*cking real,
If it was a wig, it'd f*cking come off right about now,
I dyed it black, you wash my shirt?
It says Mt. Vernon, 'cause that's where,
'Cause that's where I actually live
Hometown)

How in the f*ck can you ride the safe
The way that we do it, it's not the way
Know that you sweaty you not in the way
Nothing you do could get in to my day
Cash and f*ck on my bed, I lay
Look at ceiling, it fade away
Stressing and checking, no need for a blessing
But I can hear nothing, i'm gone for the day
How in the f*ck can you ride the safe
The way that we do it, it's not the way
Know that you sweaty you not in the way
Nothing you do could get in to my day
Cash and f*ck on my bed, I lay
Look at ceiling, it fade away
Stressing and checking, no need for a blessing
But I can hear nothing, i'm gone for the day

Where did the dope money go
When is it time to just grow
Sometimes my own pace don't feel like a race
That's just the way that I flow
But someone been messing with me
Messing with my cup of tea
The picture is clear, I can see why you're here
Just tell me why we got beef
Pricey clothes do not mean much
I just want something for lunch
I just want something to munch on
'Cause this bud got me really f*cked up
I hope you know that i'm fine
Please stop hitting my line
'Cause hitting me up shows me that you're still trying
I told you i'm doing just fine
Yeah
Buzz Lightyear can't fly
He's just been dreaming about going for rides
He's somewhat trying to start f*cking lying
I bet he in bed right now crying
I just go for the heart, yeah
Considering it like an art, yeah
Don't go for the artery, time for apology
Hit the bullseye like a dart
I haven't bought any carts
Don't like the way that they are
Just picking up OG and watch it burn slowly
These thoughts in my head turn to bars
I know you think that I can't
You really thinking I can't
Don't you forget that i'm from Nazareth
Jesus and I are the fam, yeah
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Nowadays these bitches always acting like they killas bruh
Real talk these bitches always caught up in they feelings bruh
Only thing you killing right now is the vibe
Watch me glide down the road, say "f*ck you" while I drive
Watch me hit the pivot, watch me go get f*cking lifted
Ask me if i'm good, i'm chilling, billing taxes all day long
I'm just living, just trillin, only got a minute
But when the beat stops i'm not finished
Unless your girl cooking dinner, she sucked my dick
And then you kissed her, while i'm riding in a Fisker
LSD and THC is all on me, why can't you see
It's M A C, in the endzone like Odell B
Yeah, yeah, okay
Bitches try to come at me, when I say "f*ck you"
Telling different stories there's no way I'll ever trust you
Trusting people who be telling real shit
Only getting real lit
If that's not you then we gon' have some trust issues

(This not a wig, it's f*cking real,
If it was a wig, it'd f*cking come off right about now,
I dyed it black, you wash my shirt?
It says Mt. Vernon, 'cause that's where,
'Cause that's where I actually live
Hometown)

How in the f*ck can you ride the safe
The way that we do it, it's not the way
Know that you sweaty you not in the way
Nothing you do could get in to my day
Cash and f*ck on my bed, I lay
Look at ceiling, it fade away
Stressing and checking, no need for a blessing
But I can hear nothing, i'm gone for the day
How in the f*ck can you ride the safe
The way that we do it, it's not the way
Know that you sweaty you not in the way
Nothing you do could get in to my day
Cash and f*ck on my bed, I lay
Look at ceiling, it fade away
Stressing and checking, no need for a blessing
But I can hear nothing, i'm gone for the day

Where did the dope money go
When is it time to just grow
Sometimes my own pace don't feel like a race
That's just the way that I flow
But someone been messing with me
Messing with my cup of tea
The picture is clear, I can see why you're here
Just tell me why we got beef
Pricey clothes do not mean much
I just want something for lunch
I just want something to munch on
'Cause this bud got me really f*cked up
I hope you know that i'm fine
Please stop hitting my line
'Cause hitting me up shows me that you're still trying
I told you i'm doing just fine
Yeah
Buzz Lightyear can't fly
He's just been dreaming about going for rides
He's somewhat trying to start f*cking lying
I bet he in bed right now crying
I just go for the heart, yeah
Considering it like an art, yeah
Don't go for the artery, time for apology
Hit the bullseye like a dart
I haven't bought any carts
Don't like the way that they are
Just picking up OG and watch it burn slowly
These thoughts in my head turn to bars
I know you think that I can't
You really thinking I can't
Don't you forget that i'm from Nazareth
Jesus and I are the fam, yeah
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Writer: Cam Weiner
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Performed By: Mac Shorewood
Length: 4:11
Written by: Cam Weiner

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