Ridin’ Rapsody (Ft. GQ)

[Intro]
Ridin'
Tryna survive it
Liquor so dark (dark)
And the club so lit (lit)
And my mind so gone (gone)
And my soul so sick (sick)

[Chorus]
Went searching for myself
And I ain't find shit
Ah, shit
Why everywhere I go it turn into some shit!
Ridin'
She ridin' (where you goin’?!)
Went searching for myself
And I ain't find shit
Ah shit
Why everywhere I go it turn into some shit

[Verse 1: Rapsody]
Dark clouds surround you everywhere you go
I know the type
You only attract violent, self esteem issue kinda types
Club wit your children, 5th of liquor and skittiwee
Try to run that game on me but baby you shit’n me
Same hemoglobin, family tree, I know you very well
We all got somebody in our family that we can't save from hell
Pressure, pain, memories of bad thangs you been through
Cried so many tears is surprising you ain't mildewed
Look at me
Ya can’t do it
You know that Imma gon’ see thru it
Running wit them funny folk
We know they won't see to ya
Loved ones gon ride wit ya
Don't turn your back on me
Truth hurt, I know it do but, please don't lie to me
Good or bad I'm here for ya, that's what you call family
The world going crazy, it's easy lose to lose your sanity
Looking for a way out, see you beefing wit des rah rahs
Searching for yourself, I see you nightly when you drive by
This nigga, that nigga, don't matter if they holla
You let em in, next thing you gotta another baby Dada
Circling, circling, riding,smoking, ya high too
Tryna find the voice that can tell you where to find you