Текст: Young Jeezy. I Luv It.

Ride Till I Die
Lord Knows I Stay High
And I love it

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out side and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Once again it's on
I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas still lying
I'm the motherfucking truth
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door I copped the motherfucking coupe
They tryin be me, I'm just tryin be G
And everything comes to em like you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby ill just shine
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme
Check your watch nigga it's my time
Mind made up I was on my grind (that's right)
So pay attention yea you on my time
In that Case time waits for no man
Do it again I done done it before man
MOE you ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my shows
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Yea I blow up, but they ain't like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick, Yea I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back so motherfuck that
Life is on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, lord knows I'm gonna try
A mill for the moment lord knows I'm gonna die
And when I get to hell lord knows I'm gonna fry
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive
Thirty six Os I sold them all for Five
(Count it)

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Been around the world it's the same ol caine
Been around the world it's the same ol thang (Dro)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie I'm in the ATL
You Gotta play it how it go you can't cheat on life
Ya better drink a red bull you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you I'm just tryna do me
Last album did two I'm just tryna do three
Fresh out the block yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to god
My PO telling me I need a nine to five
But I already got a job and that's stayin alive

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it