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CyHi The Prynce

Ryder

 

Ryder


How y'all doing today?
Once again we're back
I wanna bring my therapist
Dr. Canjelae
We're just gonna have a good time
I wanna go into some of my stories that I experienced growing up
This particular song is called Ryders

Watch out for the Ryders
Yeah
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Yes
Watch out for the Ryders
Mm-mm-mmh-mmh
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Yes!

Yessir!
CyHi The Prynce, EGOT Records
This for my niggas in all black, hoodies and ball caps
Cruising in the stolen while loading they small axe
Cock back, plus the assault sat
Flat on his lap, they called it the jockstrap
They gon' ride anyway, I told 'em to fall back
But last week our dog got killed in a car jack
Now the yoppa in the trunk, right next to the car jack
Ain't nothing but some shooters inside of this car, Jack
They better
Cus killing is nothing he said
After your first murder, you feel the adjustment
But after that you're numb to it
Cus your adrenaline rushing
But fuck 'em, I just hope they don't get flipped by the dozen
Them niggas thought they hit an easy lick but it wasn't
What if this was your cousin?
What if this was your husband?
Who just so happened to be in the car
That got hit up for nothing
So tell them niggas
Watch out for the Ryders

And the 50-round drum on the musket
Shit, from the front porch you can hear the percussion
Because most of us suffering from PTS
Yes that's Post-Traumatic Slavery
They just smoked somebody baby
That was 2 days ago
And we ain't spoke about it lately
My mama called my phone and said
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Cus things is getting kinda crazy
Heard about a lady
Whose son got on his way to Grady
She gave a testimony bout
How they did him shady
This was just the other day, and I was thinking maybe
You knew something about it
But make sure you move it safely
I said mama I still keep it 380
Cus some niggas might
Still wanna repay me
For all the things my writers did
Thinking this gravy but I vaguely hear them voices inside of my head daily
They say

Watch out for the Ryders
Yes
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh

Sing this at home with me, yes
Watch out for the Ryders
Look after your loved ones, look after your homeboys
Look out for your wife, look out for your kids
Keep an eye out for the Ryders

Bring us back in Trizzy
Yes
Watch out for the Ryders
Vibe with me, vibe with me
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
EGOT Records

Watch out for the Ryders
Any Grammy, Oscar, Tony
Yes
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Now let the band take us out, I gotta go

Watch out for the Ryders
Oooh
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Watch out for the Ryders
Yeah
Keep an eye out for the Ryders

Watch out for the Ryders
Yeah-yeah
Keep an eye out for the Ryders
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh

Watch out for the Ryders
Yeah
Keep an eye out for the Ryders

Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh

done

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