Ride On

[Verse 1]

See now my cup is full, my vibe is boosted

My fate is undecided, but it's going down the way that I choose it

Living life up on the stage and it's like I'm on display

And the fans coming through when they know every word to the songs that I fucking play

Bang the speakers out blood sweat and tears are leaking out

Girls in the crowd are freaking out, labels reaching out

Buzz is peaking now, when I'm doing everything I dreamed about

Man, I think I'm on one, saw the easy route, took the long one

And now they ain't ready for this crazy white boy

Running through the rap game like Donkey Kong

Cause I be super smashing them I'm back with a rap attack

I'm homegrown and I grew the roots and it's about damn time that I flew the coop

So mother fucker let me show you what this dude could do

Going through the roof and I'm gonna hold my own

CT down to the bones, so anywhere I'm going you know I'm coming back

Cause as they always say, there's no place like home so then I'm gone

[Hook]

Ride on...yeah

Baby, where you wanna go

Got my foot up on the pedal till the sun goes down

I just hop up in the driver's seat and

Ride on...yeah

Baby, where you wanna go

We be riding, we be riding

We be riding, yeah we be riding on

[Verse 2]

I'm here to do my thang, so what you really know about that shit

Good kid in a fucked up game, suitcase still packed from the last trip

Light this and I feel alright, turned around my life

Started from the bottom, now I'm in the middle

Sitting first class on a flight and I still got fight

As long as I got a mic I'll recite the type of hype shit that'll spark ignite

And set the world on fire when I give it a light

You never heard of one like this in your life because I go so hard

Got these bars on me, baby, I'm a super star and the bass go roar

Like I got Simba trapped in the trunk of my car

R-R-Roger that the rhyme is back , stepping on the gas pedal when I ride a track

Real shit, anybody that deny the facts, fuck you, ain't nobody got time for that

Ain't nobody got time for that shit, the same kid crashing Datpiff

Is back to the smack the world off it's axis

I'm in the game now, you better go home and practice

Firework in the sky bitch, get so high, fuck around and hit a pilot

I'm just feeling like it really is my time, this rhyme shit ain't for the weak

Don't try this, at home if you ain't ready for the life, this game brings to you whether or not you like it

So I'm telling you all the ups and downs so you can see the world I'm in, looking through my eyelids

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rittz]

I came close to being known as the guy that coulda made it

Frustrated with the industry, how can I motivate it

Feeling like the only loser that my parents pro-created

Watching homies that associated with me blowin'

Waited for my turn in the light, [?] was so belated

I was jaded, when I made it, it was hard to believe

Even harder for me not to wear my heart on my sleeve

While people judging me in the public {?}

The comments underneath my video, my skin had to thicken up

It's hard to describe the feeling when somebody telling me that my music got them through when they were feeling like giving up

He's standing right in front of me and tearin' up

Cause he in love with his girlfriend and they breaking up

He waking up, playing my music it helps to lighten the blow

Playin' "Wishin'" and "Sleep at Night" like 20 times in a row

Mouthing the lyrics when they hear it getting hype at the show, I love it

Ain't got no money, but I'm getting through

Gotta remind myself time to time when I get in a depressing mood

I'm getting paper, slayin' beats and help out the

[?]

Look at my dressing room

1,000 miles away they want an autograph

He said he like my deep records and my party tracks

I scribbled thanks across the bottom half

It's Rittz and Chris Webby, you ready, let's hit the launching pad, let's fly

[Hook x2]