Helicopters and palm trees, all the real niggas need me
I just wanna keep my vibe, I can't fall asleep at night
Make this life shit look easy, you just mad I'm on my grind
All the wheels could fall off of here you'd still be mine, baby
Made it from the Eastside to the Westside
Finding out my old friends ain't my real riders
Lookin' for real niggas throw your hands up
Them diamonds ain't real they can't even dance with us
Still riding
Pop up on me on the westside, hop in my ride
Wassup
Still riding
Pop up on me on the westside, hop in my ride
Wassup
Life get better when on you on the 405 cruising upside
I'm your Lexapro if you ain't know it
Got that feel good, I'll take your soul
In my bag imma let her know
He ain't got a big yeah, let him go
If she against my grind, I let her fold
Bitch stop all that lying, shit gettin old
Riding, I still be wilding
Niggas all up on me I ain't got the time.
Told you could be only, so let me know
They always leave me lonely, dthey always leave me low
Rocking, rocking, rocking
Rolling, rolling, rolling
I'll rip out my heart for you, just so you can hold it
I been rocking with you bae even though I don't show it
Rolling 'til it's over
Told you could be only, so lemme know
They always leave me lonely, they always leave me low