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Mooz Prod - Ride or die

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[INTRO] Yeah… West side state of mind… Still hungry, motherfucker… You know what it is… [VERSE 1] I came from cold nights, hard floors, no mercy, Young motherfucker had to learn what the world worth be. Eyes on the skyline, heart in the gutter, Fake love disappear when the cash get another. Fuck a fair shot, life never played fair, Seen dreams die young in the smoke-filled air. Now I’m ridin’ through the city with my scars on display, Every lesson came expensive, had a price to pay. Mama said, “Keep your head up, never let ‘em break your pride,” So I carried that advice everywhere I ride. Had some brothers turn strangers over greed and fame, Now I trust actions only, ain’t impressed by names. Late nights, no sleep, just a pen and a vision, Tryna make it out the struggle with a different position. Every setback built a fire, every loss made me tough, When the road got ugly, I just learned to be rough. They talk loyalty but switch when the pressure rise, Same motherfuckers smile while they weaponize. I keep my circle small, that’s survival code, Too many snakes wanna hitch a ride on your road. Fuck fame if it comes with a leash and a cage, I’d rather speak truth than be a slave on a stage. My ambition got me restless, can’t sleep at night, Still fightin’ old demons when the stars shine bright. [PRE-CHORUS] And if I fall, I’ma fall with my name intact, Never sold my soul, never turned my back. Middle fingers up to the lies they sell, Still walkin’ through the fire, motherfucker, can’t you tell? [CHORUS] I’m a rider, I’m a soldier, Fuck the hate, my heart got colder, I’m a rider, I’m a soldier, Fuck the hate, my heart got colder, Still alive, still survi— Still ridin’, motherfucker… Ride or die. I’m a rider, I’m a soldier, Fuck the hate, my heart got colder, Still… (yea) Still… motherfucker…(motherfucker) Ride or die.