Ridin With Tha

VERSE 1:
Fuck a Chevy i be cruising in my Jeep mane
Grab the wheel then it's on in that purple thang
It's time to go, hittin' lights and scraping change
In the end ain't hittin' brakes, just switching lanes
Go to war with myself, do you dare me?
Do you dare to take a peek what people think is really scary
But the simple fact of matter, life is morbid
And we carry all this hatred in our system
Seeing evil on the daily

RIDING WITH THA CHROME THANG

VERSE 2:
Riding round with that chrome thang on me
Lots of ammo in the stash pot, smoke you if i'm lucky
Mothafuckas getting buck, when them buckshots gunning
It's The Wicked One riding in a murked out Hummer
Oh no, who are you to tell me anything?
Middle of the winter had no whip to get my lessons in
Bitch i grew some wings and then you know i started flourishing
Man from the lake back again just to welcome shit