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Frayser Boy

Ridin

Lyricist:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston

Frayser Boy, aye look
I got some real shit on my mind man
Sometimes man, I just have to
Know man, roll me a blunt

Fill the tank up and man just hit a dip or something
Man you know what I'm sayin' man
'Cause man shit gettin' hectic out here bro
Know what I'm talkin 'bout? Aight, light ya blunts up

When I was just a lil nigga on the block I had big dreams
There was a lot of real fellas mobbin' with me
Always felt God punished me a little harder
My momma held it down though I didn't have a father

I was into Greenbrier went to Frayser High School
Stayin' outta trouble yes, I really, really tried to
Turned to the streets 'cause my momma couldn't teach me
How to be a man the drug dealers had to reach me

Peeped a lotta things in the hood I lost a lotta friends
And gained a lotta ends then lost them back again
Never killed a man but I damn, near tried to
Get ya pack hide ya blunts 'cause then ya gotta ride through

Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)
Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)

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Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)
Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)

If it wasn't for Paul and Juicy J fuckin' with me tough
I'd probably have a 9-5 shit be really rough
But it ain't like that I'm in the music industry
Fuckin' with the rap game, the past is just a memory

I ain't never thought one that I'd make an album
Gone on the Bay had then young niggaz wildin'
Had a nigga smilin' it took a lotta hard work
To make it in the game didn't know where to start first

'Cause these streets cold I can tell ya 'cause I know
Now, the only licks I'm hittin' if a nigga book a show
Wouldn't trade it for the world 'cause it's real, what I'm doin'
Love spittin' this gangsta shit, my dreams I'm pursuin'

Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)
Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)

Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)
Riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin', riddin, smokin', thinkin', hopin'
('Cause I know it ain't easy)