Ridah Mistah F.A.B. (Ft. The Jacka & Kevin Gates)

[Intro: Kevin Gates]
Nigga told me it was cheaper to be myself, ya heard?
Then that same nigga told me it wasn't always cool to be me
What the fuck?
Always tellin' me that I was good for nothin'
I was never good or nothin'

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be's a ridah
Grind or die, I'll put that on the bible
All I know how to be's a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be's a ridah
Prayin' for protection from the one that's right onside ya
All I know how to be's a ridah
Hood niggas (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be's a ridah

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
90 knocks in and out the spot for cream
90 shots hangin' off the big machine
See my sister cryin' they took her love away
All my niggas how we sellin' drugs for pay
I just [?] they wanna murder me
So I gotta keep a cannon every day
Whole family [?] we gotta find a way
Stomach full of lean because we lost our way
Make a [?] never [?]
[?]
I lose every girl 'cause I sleep with my rifle
Now I tell the world this