Young Jeezy I Love It lyrics

Ride 'til I die, Lord knows
Stay high and I love it, let's go

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more and I love it
(Yeah)
And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside and sitting on Vogues and I love it
(Yeah)
And love it

Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggaz still lying, I'm the motherfucking truth
(Yeah)
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking Coupe
(Ha, ha)

They tryna be me, I'm just tryna be G
And everything comes to 'em like you'll see
These niggaz in the dark, baby, I'll just shine
(Shine)
I do it from the heart, homie, they just rhyme
(Yeah)

Check your watch, nigga, it's my time
(Hey)
Mind made up, I was on my grind
(That's right)
So, pay attention, yeah you, on my time

In that case time waits for no man
Do it again, I done that before, man
(Yeah)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggaz ain't listening
Open your eyes, I'm a blessing in disguise

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more and I love it
(Yeah)
And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside and sitting on vogues and I love it
(Yeah)
And love it

Yeah, I blew up but they like that
They switched up on me and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that

Life is on the ground, got my head to the sky

Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try

And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
Woke up this morning, so I'm still alive
36 O's, I sold them all for five

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more and I love it
(Yeah)
And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside and sitting on vogues and I love it
(Yeah)
And love it

Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang
(Dro)
All the real niggaz either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the ATL

You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life
(Yeah)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryna do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryna do three

Fresh out the block, yeah, the work was hard
Ride with the top down, so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job and that's stayin' alive

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more and I love it
(Yeah)
And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside and sitting on vogues and I love it
(Yeah)
And love it

Ride 'til I die, Lord knows
Stay high and I love it, let's go

Ride 'til I die, Lord knows
Stay high and I love it, let's go

Ride 'til I die, Lord knows
Stay high and I love it, let's go
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