Dave East - We Riding lyrics

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Dave East - We Riding lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Durk] n***as chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the six I'ma miss the Molly with the Henny I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We riding these n***as don't be outside When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside Yeah, we riding, we riding These n***as don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we riding [Verse 1: Lil Durk] A lotta young n***as be on them pills If a girl go' tell, tell her go drill No Meek, but I need them Mills Up late night, ain't missing no meals [??] low 'cause the fans on me Let her catch me, that's a big bonus And be sacuing like Rick Owens And I sell white, no Nick Jonas Like we don't be outside, you lieing If you try me, you dieing And we do this all the time And if you real, so we do not have to [??] I be swerving n***as down I would never drop a dime [??] n***as, they be lying If you lying, that's a crime If you snitch, that's a done Ay, I'ma pull up in a Bentley truck I'ma drive slow so you could see the guts Catch [??] fifty Glocks If you live in the war, can't take a bus And I know some n***as that'd take a risk Phillipe [??] on, we gon' take a risk I know some rappers can't take a diss And I tell them n***as just miss me with that sh** [Chorus: Lil Durk] n***as chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the six I'ma miss the Molly with the Henny I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We riding these n***as don't be outside When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside Yeah, we riding, we riding These n***as don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we riding [Verse 2: Dave East] Making these n***as look jealous This jacket is Mason Margiella (uh) I pull up and flex on whoever (flex) I used to polish my leather I'm in Sax with a Dime on me Designer, everything you find on me From the bottom, had to grind homie Pocket rocket, DB9 on me Gorillas living in the zoo Now I got a bird sitting in the Coupe I'ma see the world, if I know the truth Catch this, dismiss, couldn't show the proof Ferrari pulling off roof We the realist n***as up in the room A couple scammers and a couple goonies A couple sticks and a couple of brooms (swoop) Any n***a write off thats me Get out your seat, I need that new Patek Phillipe All of my b**hes is freaks, we f** every time that we link I put no 10's on a ring, sliding by n***as screaming, "That look like East" Two baby .40's, a hunnid a piece Me and Durk, really come from the streets [Chorus: Lil Durk] n***as chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the six I'ma miss the Molly with the Henny I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We riding these n***as don't be outside When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside Yeah, we riding, we riding These n***as don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we riding

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