Ride Or Die (from "The Man From Toronto" soundtrack)

Yeah you, got me feeling
Like I blew, through the ceiling
But you know there ain't nothing that we can't do
When it's me and...
You, got me rolling
Down the street
Feeling golden, knowing
The best days are yet to come and I got you by my side
You got me by your side
We ride or die

If you know me I want better days
Chasing clouds, and skies with sunny rays
Got a smile on my face when I'm getting paid
Got a Gucci suit on and it's made of suede
And my boy with a secret handshake, no fakes
Anytime or place, I know you won't flake
Gotta take the cake
No headaches here, it's clear

Yeah, you, got me rolling
Down the street
Feeling golden, knowing
The best days are yet to come and I got you by my side
You got me by your side
We ride or die

Today I feel so pretty it hurt me
Beer on the wall so I do a little curtesy
You gotta sus that drip like water
Inbetween-tween 'cause I'm that baller
Yes that's the fam, we too next-level
We don't do trends 'cause we start several
We go gold, platinum that's real, real, real cold metal

Me and you
We got the juice

Hey! Ho!
We got that juice! (Ho!)
We got that juice! (Ho!)
I got you by my side
You got me by your side
We ride or die

Yeah you, got me feeling
Like I blew, through the ceiling
But you know there ain't nothing that we can't do
When it's me and you