Along for the Ride Songtext
von Atwood
Along for the Ride Songtext
On hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin'
I like to drive slow
Live a little fast, hope I die old
I don′t mind, no, I′m just along for the ride, so
No tellin' when the lane will switch
Friends pushin′ they lanes, since they can't assist
I mean if they gon′ chase, it's only sane to ditch
Steve Nash with the pass, I been sayin′ this boy
Overhead like the cupboard that's under me
Couldn't pay overheads, now the music been funding me
Squad laugh at yo′ ass like, boy you so Chuck E. Cheese
I been gettin′ the money tree
Swear that that shit ain't come to me like
No cash got weed, though
Put the pack on my back like C-3PO
Got gas, got diesel
Roadie apples yeah, yeah, yeah, me and G smoke
That′s the OG, though
Cash like a free throw
Look high off the green call that shit CeeLo
Get it see low, flow like sea level
Rockin' the boat to a different beat, you couldn′t be better
I've been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up's where I′m fallin′
I like to drive slow
Live a little fast, hope I die old
I don't mind, no, I′m just along for the ride
I've been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin'
I′ve been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin′
Me and my homies we tourin' (yuh)
All of my friends important, ay!
Came in with the squad and we shot up the whole spot
Know we got them red dots recordin′ (yuh)
With that bullshit, please miss me
They be callin' like "bitch please"
Can't you see that I′m busy?
Too many gears, fuck six speeds
Me and my homies we tourin′ (what?)
Me and my homies we tourin
Came in with the squad and we shot up the whole spot
Know we got them red dots recordin' (ayy)
With that bullshit, please miss me
They be callin′ like "bitch please"
Can't you see that I′m busy?
Too many gears, fuck six speeds
Fuck it we on, yeah, ay
Said, fuck it we on, yeah, uh
Said, fuck it we on, yeah, ay
Said fuck it we on, yeah
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin'
I like to drive slow
Live a little fast, hope I die old
I don′t mind, no, I′m just along for the ride, so
No tellin' when the lane will switch
Friends pushin′ they lanes, since they can't assist
I mean if they gon′ chase, it's only sane to ditch
Steve Nash with the pass, I been sayin′ this boy
Overhead like the cupboard that's under me
Couldn't pay overheads, now the music been funding me
Squad laugh at yo′ ass like, boy you so Chuck E. Cheese
I been gettin′ the money tree
Swear that that shit ain't come to me like
No cash got weed, though
Put the pack on my back like C-3PO
Got gas, got diesel
Roadie apples yeah, yeah, yeah, me and G smoke
That′s the OG, though
Cash like a free throw
Look high off the green call that shit CeeLo
Get it see low, flow like sea level
Rockin' the boat to a different beat, you couldn′t be better
I've been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up's where I′m fallin′
I like to drive slow
Live a little fast, hope I die old
I don't mind, no, I′m just along for the ride
I've been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin'
I′ve been on hold with these demons, but I swear they keep callin′
They just keep pullin' me deeper
But somehow up′s where I'm fallin′
Me and my homies we tourin' (yuh)
All of my friends important, ay!
Came in with the squad and we shot up the whole spot
Know we got them red dots recordin′ (yuh)
With that bullshit, please miss me
They be callin' like "bitch please"
Can't you see that I′m busy?
Too many gears, fuck six speeds
Me and my homies we tourin′ (what?)
Me and my homies we tourin
Came in with the squad and we shot up the whole spot
Know we got them red dots recordin' (ayy)
With that bullshit, please miss me
They be callin′ like "bitch please"
Can't you see that I′m busy?
Too many gears, fuck six speeds
Fuck it we on, yeah, ay
Said, fuck it we on, yeah, uh
Said, fuck it we on, yeah, ay
Said fuck it we on, yeah
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