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Lyrics Dave East We Riding ft Lil Durk

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
N—-s chose to leave, and they did
I made a wave, I build the bricks
I was riding, late night drinking
Smoking, thinking about my kids
I was really riding with the six
I’ma miss the Molly with the Henny
I’ma put the .50 in the G
I’ma climb the streets once again
We riding these n—-s don’t be outside
When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside
Yeah, we riding, we riding
These n—-s don’t bring no money, like they say they do
Oh, oh we riding

[Verse 1 – Lil Durk]
A lotta young n—-s be on them pills
If a girl go’ tell, tell her go drill
No Meek, but I need them Mills
Up late night, ain’t missing no meals
(?) low ’cause the fans on me
Let her catch me, that’s a big bonus
And be sacuing like Rick Owens
And I sell white, no Nick Jonas
Like we don’t be outside, you lieing
If you try me, you dieing
And we do this all the time
And if you real, so we do not have to (?)
I be swerving n—-s down
I would never drop a dime
(?) n—-s, they be lieing
If you lieing, that’s a crime
If you snitch, that’s a done
Ay, I’ma pull up in a Bentley truck
I’ma drive slow so you could see the guts
Catch (?) fifty Glocks
If you live in the war, can’t take a bus
And I know some n—-s that’d take a risk
Phillipe (?) on, we gon’ take a risk
I know some rappers can’t take a diss
And I tell them n—-s just miss me with that s–t

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
N—-s chose to leave, and they did
I made a wave, I build the bricks
I was riding, late night drinking
Smoking, thinking about my kids
I was really riding with the six
I’ma miss the Molly with the Henny
I’ma put the .50 in the G
I’ma climb the streets once again
We riding these n—-s don’t be outside
When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside
Yeah, we riding, we riding
These n—-s don’t bring no money, like they say they do
Oh, oh we riding

[Verse 2 – Dave East]
Making these n—-s look jealous
This jacket is Mason Margiella (uh)
I pull up and flex on whoever (flex)
I used to polish my leather
I’m in Sax with a Dime on me
Designer, everything you find on me
From the bottom, had to grind homie
Pocket rocket, DB9 on me
Gorillas living in the zoo
Now I got a bird sitting in the Coupe
I’ma see the world, if I know the truth
Catch this, dismiss, couldn’t show the proof
Ferrari pulling off roof
We the realist n—-s up in the room
A couple scammers and a couple goonies
A couple sticks and a couple of brooms (swoop)
Any n—a write off thats me
Get out your seat, I need that new Patek Phillipe
All of my b—–s is freaks, we f–k every time that we link
I put no 10’s on a ring, sliding by n—-s screaming, “That look like East”
Two baby .40’s, a hunnid a piece
Me and Durk, really come from the streets

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
N—-s chose to leave, and they did
I made a wave, I build the bricks
I was riding, late night drinking
Smoking, thinking about my kids
I was really riding with the six
I’ma miss the Molly with the Henny
I’ma put the .50 in the G
I’ma climb the streets once again
We riding these n—-s don’t be outside
When they say it though, oh, oh, they outside
Yeah, we riding, we riding
These n—-s don’t bring no money, like they say they do
Oh, oh we riding