Then at least I know I died a legend Can you take me higher? If I must go, die at 27 Will you roll and ride like we're together? And keep the vibe alive forever Keep the vibe alive forever And if I must go and die at 27 Now, will you roll and ride like

'Cause the music fills me good and it gets me every time Ba-ba-ba-da-ba Oh, it's just me, myself and I Solo ride until I die 'Cause I got me for life Oh I don't need a hand to hold Even when the night is cold I got that fire in my soul Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba

Well then I guess we always Want what we can't have I'm always gonna rep 305 'til I die Everyone knows that this chico gon' ride Now I won't kill you but I'll watch you die Can't have, can't have Well you're happy now And I'm so glad, 'cause you're so

Stay alive, stay alive for me You will die, but now your life is free Take pride in what is sure to die Now the night is coming to an end The sun will rise and we will try again I will fear the night again I hope I'm not my only friend

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what Thick like blood, where's my dogs Uh, there's my dogs Dog nigga what? On 'til it's up Where's my dog? Gotta have that Now who I am is who I'll be until I die

'Cause the music fills me good and it gets me every time Ba-ba-ba-da-ba Oh, it's just me, myself and I Solo ride until I die 'Cause I got me for life Oh I don't need a hand to hold Even when the night is cold I got that fire in my soul Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba

Don't you know? Woah, don't you, baby, hey It won't matter, baby Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with me Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with me And when I copped the 6 you

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I