[Intro] Yeah… (uh) I been around the block like a vinyl loop, but… (skrrt) This one? This different. (real) Ride or die, no cosplay. (no cap) [Hook] She my ride-or-die, not the type that ride the hype (nah) Love with a spine—won’t fold, won’t hide, won’t type (ayy) When the world get cold, she a coat, she a light (brr) I found true love in a woman that love me back—right (right) She don’t switch sides when the wind switch vibe (never) She don’t need clout, she need truth—solidified (facts) Heart on lock, but she got the key on her side (click) That’s my ride-or-die… that’s my ride-or-die (yeah) [Verse 1] (fast rap, internal rhymes, echo-heavy) I was a lone wolf, code book, cold look, low trust (uh) Love turned to dust—old cuts, no crutch, just “so what” (hm) Then you slid in—midnight, misfit, lit like a glow-up (whoa) Not a “show” love—real blood, heel dug, you don’t throw us (nah) You the compass in the chaos, calm in the car crash (skrrt) Palm on my hard past, scar-map, you read it like art class (deep) I talk slick, you talk sense—balance my bar math (nerd) You don’t gas me, you ground me—planetary, star-lashed (ayy) You saw the man in the myth, the kid in the king (mm) The “I can’t” in the grin, the rib in the swing (hold up) You ain’t fall for the shine, you fell for the thing (facts) That’s the spine of my soul when the system pull strings (brr) We ain’t “perfect,” we purposeful—work through the war (work) When my ego get loud, you make mercy the law (preach) If my pride try to pilot, you curve it—no pause (swerve) ’Cause you love me like truth do: no makeup, no gloss (real) [Pre-Chorus] And if I spiral, you don’t spite me—(nah) You cite me… (facts) You remind me who I am when the night be—(dark) Tryin’ to bite me… (grr) [Hook] She my ride-or-die, not the type that ride the hype (nah) Love with a spine—won’t fold, won’t hide, won’t type (ayy) When the world get cold, she a coat, she a light (brr) I found true love in a woman that love me back—right (right) She don’t switch sides when the wind switch vibe (never) She don’t need clout, she need truth—solidified (facts) Heart on lock, but she got the key on her side (click) That’s my ride-or-die… that’s my ride-or-die (yeah) [Verse 2] (faster, more dense, phonetic echo chains) We built a bond in the bomb smoke—calm in the conflict (uh) Strong when I’m conscience, wrong when I’m nonsense—she stops it (stop) Not with a lecture—more like a mirror with logic (mm) I see the monster, she see the man—then she teach me to watch it (watch) I had a heart like a courthouse—case after case (judge) You walked in like a sunrise—grace on your face (wow) You don’t “save” me— you stay with me, same thing, ain’t it? (yeah) When the waves try to break me, you anchor my ship with your patience (hold) Phonetic echo—listen: You my peace-piece, my key-keep, my deep-deep (mmm) When I’m weak, you speak heat—turn a bleak week to sweet sleep (okay) From the street scheme to dream team, we rewrite the feature (facts) Love ain’t a chain, it’s a choice—yeah, you my freedom teacher (preach) If the world turn Judas, you don’t do the “new us” (nah) You stay rooted—true grit, blue flame, no cute stuff (real) I’m a student of your loyalty, you a master in motion (whoa) You don’t drown me in doubt—you pour faith like an ocean (splash) [Bridge] (half-time, emotional but sharp) If tomorrow take my trophies, take my shine, take my stage (gone) Will you love me in the quiet when I’m not a trending page? (huh) She said, “Baby, I’m not here for the fame in your name—” (nope) “—I’m here for the man in your frame, and the flame that you tame.” (damn) That’s covenant talk—no costume, no cap (facts) When I’m down bad, she don’t clown—she clap me back (clap) She don’t love what I do—she love what I am (me) That’s true love… in a world full of scams (ugh) [Final Hook] She my ride-or-die, not the type that ride the hype (nah) Love with a spine—won’t fold, won’t hide, won’t type (ayy) When the world get cold, she a coat, she a light (brr) I found true love in a woman that love me back—right (right) She don’t switch sides when the wind switch vibe (never) She don’t need clout, she need truth—solidified (facts) Heart on lock, but she got the key on her side (click) That’s my ride-or-die… that’s my ride-or-die (yeah) [Outro] True love ain’t loud… it’s loyal. (mm) It’s “I got you” in the dark. (real) Ride or die—no theater. (no cap) Yeah… (uh)
