Ride with you

Ill ride with you im down to cook a nizza like a bar b q,ride with me I ride with you,on these suckas right or wrong like we suppose to do,cross the line won’t be hard to find,we be sliding for the caws cause the streets is mine,did time in the pen had a 3 year bid they let me out on parole then I pimp that shit,no valuations im off that paperwork im a free man now gotta put me first,gotta get a job now cause the streets is over i can take flights now I ain’t taking no orders,im at the Mexican border we just had a nice trip man me my daughter,next year we in jamacan waters,had to park the oldschool then i jumped in a foreign