This is a song about "We always down to ride"

And learn to ride a bike

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Its too sick, like a ride we span on/

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Thats true you always putting it down and always

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Them niggas newbie bang

My homie always down to hang,

Then fly over to other side where gangstas ride

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

But i apologize for not walking you around

I'm over always feelings pretty fucking down.

She answers and we leave like we were meant to be, than we hop into my ride a drive away slowly,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see