Yeah yeah Yeah Yea yeah
Oh no Oh no no no
Picture me riding
Pic pic picture
Picture me gliding
Tonights to make you feel a way
You just have to accept that things have change
Im sorry sorry sorry
Picture me riding
Driving too fast letting go
Picture me riding
Going through the wind with my mind made up
I'm mister don't give a f*ck
Because when enough is enough
What do you do but finally except what has to be done
Even though it's rough
When enough is enough
So just
Picture me riding
Picture me behind that thing
Ooo I'm gliding
Hand out the window happy that I'm surviving
Actually headed somewhere, where I'm thriving
Ride ride riding oh yeah
Through the desert i go
Through the pain I drive
Through the tears that fly
I say I will surviving
Through the pain I feel
Man it's too surreal
Never thought i get to the point where I say
Picture me riding
Picture me going down that road
Ooo yeah I'm gliding
Hand out the window feeling the wind
Like Bitch I'm Surviving
Driving through that
Ooo yea
Ooo yea
I tried to make you feel good
Make you feel good
yeah I
Tried to make you feel good
Wasn't good enough
Oh no
Make you feel good
Make sure you understood
Oh No
Now I'm
Now I'm
Now I'm-Now I'm-Now I'm-Now I'm
Picture me riding
Yeah that's right that's right
This young niggas gliding
Hand out the window
Touching the wind like bitch surviving
yeah I'm alive and...
But the house might just burn down
But the house might if I'm not around
But house might
Should turn around
The house
The house
The house
I said the house-the house-the house might
What if the house-the house-the house might
What if the house-the house-the house might
What if the house-the house-the house might might burn down
What if the house
What the house
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