Ridin Slow

It's ten o' clock in the PM
 niggas grilling me, feel like it's hating season
 they be moving with no rhyme or no reason
 Steve saying keep my eyes open so I can see them
 soft spoken unless I have a reason
 bless those provoking him because looks could be deceiving
 just another day in my life, on the weekend
 two feet in the water but I'm never sinking
 and I'm thinking about the problems that keep mounting up
 both sets of parents in the struggle, I ain't got enough
 money get them out of ruts
 that's why I do this rapping stuff
 plus I guess it keeps away the stress knowing I'm good enough
 but being good enough don't get you out the hood unless
 you adjust, find a way to win because there's a few of us
 some are tougher than others, just how we grew up
 and some wont amount to shit because they don't give a fuck
 Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
 riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
 Repeat 2X
 I don't really want to come down
 it's so lonely when I come down
 staring out my hotel window
 visions in my mind fit the vibe like a tempo
 only shedding tears for my ken folk
 so if you next of ken, swear to god I got a tear for ya
 bottle my emotions like a beer for ya
 get intoxicated on emotions I've endeared towards ya
 shit, I think I make it quite clear for ya
 no one's near in this hemisphere, a loner
 is what I am, I play the cards in my hand
 never care for the jokers, I'm a serious man
 frivolous speech, you delirious fan
 everyday winning, you watch the game from the stands
 live in the negative, you a pessimist man
 you niggas bitch like only feminists can
 Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
 riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
 Repeat 2X
 Thinking back on some niggas who died
 I'm talking Charlie and Jeremy and wondering why
 every new day could be the end of my life
 I say rest in peace, keeping my head high
 count my blessings as my life's manifesting
 please forgive my aggressions
 this life we live is a lesson
 I go, hand swings and toe toe with the devil
 lay down for no man, shit you could call me a rebel
 I, roll with the base, I ride the beat on it's treble
 vocal chords are mellow so keep adjusting my level
 momma taught me never to settle so
 navigate through life foot on the peddle
 mind on my money clip
 hold tight to my money shit
 because when I get the money cold days turn to sunny quick
 educate you about this money shit
 put no bitch before your money unless you want it spent
 Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
 riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
 Repeat 2X