Lyrics

Riding with the five percent tint on my windows Shades on I can barely see the road All for the ends gotta get it when the wind blow Through the rain, sleet, and snow Chased a pot of gold through a rainbow Can't even change clothes Don't got the time, I gotta get that payola You need a ride to work, why don't ya say so? I'm steady ready with the Chevy, this Hemi came with a helmet I got tools in the back fa show A tied down they ready to go Yeah, this work this all we know My crew can hold they own Got grip, got grit, got soul Can't talk me outta this workin' habit Couldn't walk a mile in my hard toes them tanks Yeah, we 'bout it, 'bout it Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low A hundred spokes on the road I roll, I know See my daddy was a rolling stone So I had to get it out here on my own Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low Out here chasing all this money I owe, I know Sometimes you gotta let it go, just let it roll Sometimes you got to hustle, hustle American muscle (got that muscle) (Got that muscle) Ye-yeah I got that muscle here Mud drip while I'm switching gears Might crank up when I whip this whip Wood grain on the steering wheels Jack of all trades, yeah, yeah 'Til I need a nap sac or my back crack Gotta stack that scratch to the roof rack Working these tracks all day 'Cause I got these bills here Plus I owe my mamma, I owe my daddy, I'm still diggin' I owe Uncle Sam and I ain't never met 'em, it's real here A lot of my homies build cribs, or they work on drill rigs Where you might just lose a limb or get killed here And it's hard, but it's ours And not everybody got a job That's why my Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low A hundred spokes on the road I roll, I know See my daddy was a rolling stone So I had to get it out here on my own Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low Out here chasing all this money I owe, I know Sometimes you gotta let it go, just let it roll Sometimes you got to hustle, hustle American muscle (got that muscle) You know a lot of people aren't so fortunate Just like the mindset of most my generation I'd like to see prosperity in this world For poverty around the globe to come to an end But first we must better ourselves as a country We have our own kids without parents Neglected elders, we have our own hatred Homeless on the streets, poor communities and schools Don't be afraid to admit the struggle, that's the first step I hope that one day we all see the good in us as human beings And what we mean to this place Keep your heads high And remember, we're right there beside you (I can see forever) (I can see forever) (I know, I know, see my) Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low A hundred spokes on the road I roll, I know See my daddy was a rolling stone So I had to get it out here on my own (get it out here on my own) Chevy riding high, Chevy riding low Out here chasing all this money I owe, I know Sometimes you gotta let it go, just let it roll Sometimes you got to hustle, hustle American muscle (got that muscle) Got that Muscle
Writer(s): Rudy Maya, Jesse Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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