[Intro: Jelly Roll]
This is shit we gon' ride to
This is shit we gon' ride to
[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
Outlaws in our own ways
Came up with our own plays
Bow our heads 'cause we go and pray
Then we make it home after a long day
Now we came a long way
Came up from the bottom
And the bottom of that bottle is the way I solve my problems
And I hope you know, I'm still chasin' the rodeo
I still don't have no control
Take a shot and pop a totem pole
I believe in the holy ghost
The father and son
I got a wife now
And a daughter a son
But I'm still drunk
Still fucked up and in need of love
And I need to change but I cannot chain these demons up
The game needed us, and we was much obliged
Plus these other guys, was sweeter than pumpkin pie
They were like Duncan Hines, I was sellin' Fluffy line
Bitches, Fat Man Jones, in case you don't know who the fuck am I
Man I'm fuckin' high, swear my brain is fuckin' fried
Been out my fuckin' mind, ever since my brother died
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
Shit we gon' ride to
(Must think we country some motherfuckin' dog)
Shit we gon' ride to
(Motherfuckin' mistake they keep makin')
This is shit we gon' ride to
(South Nashville, West Nashville, shit ain't changin')
This is shit we gon' ride to
(I try an' tell 'em we ain't changin' baby no one listens to us)
This is shit we gon' ride to
(They listen to us Struggle)
Shit we gon' get high to
(I told these motherfuckers)
Shit we gon' ride to
(It's our time baby)
Yeah, shit we gon' ride to
(Throw that motherfucker out)
Shit we gon' get high to
(Yeah)
Shit we gon' ride to
(Yeah)
This is shit we gon' ride to
(Lets go)
[Verse 2: Struggle Jennings]
Raised up with a good mama
Couple crazy uncles and no daddy
All my OG's either rest in peace
In the pen or they crack addicts
All the stats said that I would never make it
Family curse I thought I'd never break it
Still ain't 'cause I'm infatuated with same thing that got me incarcerated
Captivated by a strong urge to go get rich and it's complicated
Dedicated by this point there's no turnin' back I feel obligated
Been rich and I've been broke, prolly made a million dollars off of Bail Road
Drop the price so we sell more, then I lost it all behind a cell door
Poor me I'm no victim I own mine and I'll be fine
By any means I'm gon' feed mine
So to the money I "B" line
No breaks and I grind more
For my family I rap for
This the shit that we ride to
So this the shit that we die for
[Chorus 2: Jelly Roll]
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(Jelly fuck they mean)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(They counted us out, now they're count on us)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(Ha ha ha ha, they know what it is homie)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(Hey Kane)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
Shit we gon' get high to
Shit we gon' ride to
(Stand up)
Shit we gon' ride to
Shit we gon' get high to
(We ain't goin' nowhere)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(Ha ha ha ha)
This is the shit we gon' ride to
(Yeah)
