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Shah – Ridin Shotty With God lyrics
[Intro: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama
I’m sorry mama
Love ya mama
[Verse 1: Shah]
Shout out the dollas I never had, poor as shit, money short as shit
Money shortage but no shortage of resourcefulness, of course not
Wanted money, married money, took the money, divorced the bitch
Turn Washingtons to Benjamins make money metamorphosis. Oh my god
Got white man and Taliban tryna kill me They keep shooting, they keep missing, y’all keep wishin y’all was with me
Y’all can pray, I talk to God like: "Playa please forgive me But Imma buy up your churches let the homeless move up in ‘em.” Amen
[Hook: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of life
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights (love ya mama)
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of time
[Verse 2: Shah]
Before I learned to smile, I was learnin to climb
I was overcoming these hurdles of mine
The architects of defiance, they taught me to design
Now I’m forever in debt, to your priceless advice
Now I’m in it in with it I’m still just beginning Whirlwind of words mufucka got wings
I want it, I got it, I do it, I did it Boy it’s finally in
Now I’m proud of the pain I lived through, but I ain’t tryna live it again
I’m kicking down that fuckin door, watch me become king
[Hook: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of life
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights (love ya mama)
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of time
[Outro: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama
I’m sorry mama
Fast lane til the end of time
I’m sorry mama
Fast lane til the end of life
I’m sorry mama
I’m sorry mama
Love ya mama
[Verse 1: Shah]
Shout out the dollas I never had, poor as shit, money short as shit
Money shortage but no shortage of resourcefulness, of course not
Wanted money, married money, took the money, divorced the bitch
Turn Washingtons to Benjamins make money metamorphosis. Oh my god
Got white man and Taliban tryna kill me They keep shooting, they keep missing, y’all keep wishin y’all was with me
Y’all can pray, I talk to God like: "Playa please forgive me But Imma buy up your churches let the homeless move up in ‘em.” Amen
[Hook: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of life
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights (love ya mama)
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of time
[Verse 2: Shah]
Before I learned to smile, I was learnin to climb
I was overcoming these hurdles of mine
The architects of defiance, they taught me to design
Now I’m forever in debt, to your priceless advice
Now I’m in it in with it I’m still just beginning Whirlwind of words mufucka got wings
I want it, I got it, I do it, I did it Boy it’s finally in
Now I’m proud of the pain I lived through, but I ain’t tryna live it again
I’m kicking down that fuckin door, watch me become king
[Hook: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of life
I’m sorry mama for all of them nights (love ya mama)
Wish I could take away the tears from your eyes
But now we got god ridin shotty on the side
Fast lane til the end of time
[Outro: That Guy]
I’m sorry mama
I’m sorry mama
Fast lane til the end of time
I’m sorry mama
Fast lane til the end of life
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