Now Ride
Fabolous Lyrics
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Yeah, uh (uh-huh-uh)
Uh (uh-huh-uh)
Uh (uh-huh-uh) uh
ain't gon' be happy till I click on a rage
Pick up a gauge, and it's my face, that they stick on front page
Gotta be careful, I could pull a thick of the age
Chick on the stage, and winde up, sick in a cage
When I come through, it's usually in Dickies that's beige
Pushing a "Eleanor", like I'm Nicholas Cage
And it's funny how a few bucks can
Get you put under a white sheet, like you in the Ku Klux Klan
It's Street Fam' for life, we ride to the death
We play hard dog, don't cry to the rest
I don't know you, please move to the left
Or stay here and get introduced to the tefs
I'm riding till the wheels come off it (yeah)
Grindin till a mil' come off it (yeah)
This is my plate, I eat every meal from off it
Why y'all try and steal crumbs off it, jump
(Now ride) top down, chrome rims spinnin and
(Now ride) gun cock, hollows in the clip now
(Now ride) chop rocks, put it on a strip now
(Now ride) y'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
(Now ride) top down, chrome rims spinnin and
(Now ride) gun cock, hollows in the clip now
(Now ride) chop rocks, put it on a strip now
(Now ride) why'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
Now when I spray wit the sauer, I gotta spend a day wit the lawyer
Worryin bout, who say that saw ya
Keep yay wit the oyers, two kids on the block
Like when Mourning and Mutumbo, used to play wit the Hoyas
I'ma boss, that you can never upstand
Or get a red dot on you, like a 7Up can
Some of y'all caught feelings from way back
Others waited till I came through, short willing the Maybach
But I'm still bucking like, five, duce, four, trey
Still tucking and letting the fo' spray
Still ducking where ever the po's lay
And still fucking, and making them hoes say, WHOA
...And I know Fed's seen
The old school Chevy, with the dope head lean
why'all love the way I R-I-D-E
Call my D.E., and put you on a R.I.P.T., ghetto
(Now ride) top down, chrome rims spinnin and
(Now ride) gun cock, hollows in the clip now
(Now ride) chop rocks, put it on a strip now
(Now ride) y'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
(Now ride) top down, chrome rims spinnin and
(Now ride) gun cock, hollows in the clip now
(Now ride) chop rocks, put it on a strip now
(Now ride) why'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
In Fabolous's song Now Ride, the lyrics speak about how the artist will stand up against those who try to bring him down by using violence. He mentions how people seem to want him to become angry to the point that he picks up a gun, and he speaks about how careful he needs to be in this situation, as he could end up in a lot of trouble if he were to act on his anger. The second verse speaks about how he drives around in his car, a 'Eleanor,' and how even the smallest amount of money can cause people to resort to extreme violence - something which he is not about to do. The chorus repeats the phrase 'now ride' multiple times, with various situations playing out in each verse.
Overall, the song seems to be about how Fabolous is always 'riding' and never backing down from a challenge. The artist is aware of how some may try to bring him down, but he remains resilient and continues to do what he believes in. The lyrics are delivered with a sense of confidence and bravado, as Fabolous portrays himself as a man not to be messed with.
Line by Line Meaning
N****z ain't gon' be happy till I click on a rage
People won't rest until I get angry enough to retaliate.
Pick up a gauge, and it's my face, that they stick on front page
If I react violently, it'll be me on the front page of news outlets.
Gotta be careful, I could pull a thick of the age
I need to be cautious not to get in any legal trouble.
Chick on the stage, and wind up, sick in a cage
Women who perform on stage may end up with substance abuse problems from the pressure and stress.
When I come through, it's usually in Dickies that's beige
I tend to wear beige Dickies when I'm in public.
Pushing a "Eleanor", like I'm Nicholas Cage
I drive a car similar to one Nicholas Cage drove in Gone in 60 Seconds.
Get you put under a white sheet, like you in the Ku Klux Klan
A few bucks could get someone killed and covered in a white sheet like a Ku Klux Klan member.
It's Street Fam' for life, we ride to the death
My crew is connected for life and we'll ride together until we die.
We play hard dog, don't cry to the rest
We talk tough and don't show weakness to anyone else.
I don't know you, please move to the left
If you're not a part of my crew, please step aside.
Or stay here and get introduced to the tefs
If you stay, you may meet some enforcers in my crew.
I'm riding till the wheels come off it
I will continue with my lifestyle until the very end.
Grindin till a mil' come off it
I will work hard until I have a million dollars.
This is my plate, I eat every meal from off it
I work hard for everything I have and don't let anyone take it.
Why why'all try and steal crumbs off it, jump!
Why would anyone attempt to take what I have when they have so little for themselves?
Top down, chrome rims spinnin and
I'm driving a car with the top down and chrome rims that are spinning.
Gun cock, hollows in the clip now
I have my gun ready to fire with hollow-point bullets loaded in the clip.
Chop rocks, put it on a strip now
I'm selling drugs on the street.
Why'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
My crew will always ride and support each other.
Now when I spray wit the sauer, I gotta spend a day wit the lawyer
If I use my gun, I'll be spending time with my lawyer defending myself in court.
Worryin bout, who say that saw ya
I'm concerned about who has seen me use my gun.
Keep yay wit the oyers, two kids on the block
I keep drugs with me and deal with two kids on the block.
Like when Mourning and Mutumbo, used to play wit the Hoyas
This line is comparing drug deals to two famous basketball players.
I'ma boss, that you can never upstand
I'm a boss and no one can overthrow me.
Or get a red dot on you, like a 7Up can
I will shoot you and the red laser sight on my gun will look like a red dot on a 7Up can.
Some of why'all caught feelings from way back
Some people have had a problem or grudge with me for a long time.
Others waited till I came through, short willing the Maybach
Other people are jealous of me and are trying to take what I have.
But I'm still bucking like, five, duce, four, trey
I'm still shooting my gun like I always have.
Still tucking and letting the fo' spray
I still carry my gun with me and use it when necessary.
Still ducking where ever the po's lay
I try to avoid the police wherever they are.
And still fucking, and making them hoes say, WHOA!
I'm still having sex with women and impressing them.
The old school Chevy, with the dope head lean
I drive an old Chevy that leans to one side.
Call my D.E., and put you on a R.I.P.T., ghetto
If I call my enforcer, I can have you taken out (R.I.P.T.) in the ghetto.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: H. Jordan, John Jackson, John David Jackson
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