GLIDE WITH ME - Slowed Down
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(D.a. got that dope)
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me (Yeah, ayy)
One love, one heart, you gotta take it from me (Take it from me)
If one dove fall apart, then they all comin' (Then they all comin')
I heard birds flock together, but it's quite funny (Quite funny)
Every bird that was 'round only wanted money (Wanted money)
Separated from leeches, niggas thought that I could see it
If I'm lonely the rest of my life, then nigga, so be it
Came in this world by myself, I knew that shit as a kid
Ain't no two-man casket when you close that lid
I ain't no killer, but don't push me
Wait, I done killed a couple of these pussy niggas, though
Ain't gotta glorify that shit no more 'cause I had to grow
Still'll cut a nigga throat if you play with my family or my dough
I got some family members doin' dope, my uncle 'nem be doin' coke
Cousin 'nem up the road facin' life, I pray they let him go
The system got him up in a chokehold, tappin' out cold
Only thing I can say is, "Stay strong," 'cause you comin' home
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me
Kinda hard to turn up when you know your homie gone to the system
Or became a victim to a dirty pistol
Got me thinkin' 'bout puttin' a nigga up in critical
But I know how many people dependin' on me like minerals
Hard on my team like I'm Brady, without me, they hyperventilatin'
Not no maybes, I gotta be concentratin'
On keepin' this shit afloat for my mama and only baby
Hope you hear me when I say it (Hope you hear me when I say it)
You either at the table or you on the menu
Them boys be food to me, keep a toothpick pickin' in my teeth
Keep a pistol by my brief in case yeen die in the pot
Then I gotta up this bitch and make sure that you boys deceased
Last but not least, I'm a different
Type beast (A different type beast)
Up all night, I ain't get sleep 'cause I'm hungry
Not for a meal, but for the shit I deserve
If a nigga beg to differ, tell that nigga come
And see 'bout me (Ayy, come and see 'bout me)
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me
Look side to side, who gon' ride for me?
Well, take a ride if you down for me
Real eyes realize you gon' lie to me
Wipe tears, don't cry, just glide with me
NLE the Top Shotta got the boys
Yeah, uh-huh
NLE the Top Shotta
Uh-uh, uh-uh, woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Got the boys, let 'em come
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