Ride Wit Me
Black and Jay Lyrics


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Yeah Uh
I need you here wit me
Yo
I need you here
Rock Wit Me
Uh
I need you here wit me
I been feeling distant often
Guess us losing our connection changing my perception baby cause I'm all in
Tryna get back on your vibe
Or we can fight and be petty
It's really on you to decide
Wanna be close when they measure Let's keep it together
And only your legs can divide
Girl I was trippin when I let you loose
So if we beefin I'm callin a truce
I need bad, the shit ain't a secret
Go pack a bag let's dip for the weekend
We can just lay up And can just be
Ignoring the world
Just us in the spot
They at the door we letting them knock
Me and my girl, I'm feelin like PAC
I'm tryna do life in that box
Splish n splash in the Wap
Mac n Cheeze stirring your pot
In your life fasting a knot
I know I'm asking a lot
No I ain't wit fuckin wit throwaways
I ain't gone switch up the team
I finally found something to keep
You got my back, and you by my side
That's why all around I think you unique
If I got goals. I'm playin for keeps
Niggas is broke they playin you cheap
Girl I'm wit anything u tryna do
Really just hoping that you coming through
I see it now. We puffin them hookah clouds to the air
The room fogged up. You get balled up
We be tryna shake the chandelier yea
Pull up and let's give it a try
Real ones running out of supply
You don't know it cause you rockin wit Nah
Chill wit the games
Quit being stubborn
You wanna swallow your pride and it's hard
Get out your way, and hop in the car
Don't even tell me how far that you are
Cause I need you here wit me
Oh. Here wit me
I need you here wit me
Don't give a fuck if it's plane or train
Land or sea
Baby get here wit me
I need you heere wit me
Oh here wit me
I need you here wit me
Don't give a fuck if it's plane or train
Land or sea
Baby get here wit me
Louis Vuitton luggage in the carry-on
For the way that we carry on
Nothing less than first class
I can still remember when I first smashed
All I think about is how I need that
Ain't no way in hell I can leave that
You were made for me
And I believe that
Let me bless your garden wit the seed yea
Yea
Pull out them wine flutes
While I pull up behind you
Let a nigga surprise you
Fuck what them niggas talkin bout. Cause they don't define you naw
She such a baddie
Lord knows she got a fatty
And she keep callin me Zaddy
Make it disappear like it's magic
Yea
Oh here wit me
Oh here wit me
Plane train
Land sea
You me
All i know is that i need you
Here wit me
Oh here wit me
Oh here wit me
Plane train
Land sea
You me




All i know is that i need you
Here wit me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Ride Wit Me" by Black and Jay reveal their desire for a partner who can keep up with their lifestyle in the streets. The chorus repeats the same lines, proclaiming that the woman they want to ride with will hold their Glock while they ride through the city, and they just want to drop a bag off at Lennox. The verses dive deeper into their emotional state, admitting that they struggle with trust and questioning what they need to do to earn it. They acknowledge that being from the trenches and now achieving success comes with people claiming to have been there all along. However, they are simply looking for someone real to ride with them and have their back.


The line, "Shawty from the hood but I know she got potential, she used to gun shots and tools hanging out the window, that's how I know she can vibe wit me," speaks to their desire to find someone who has lived a similar life as them and can understand the struggles they face. Guns and tools out of the car window signify that they come from a dangerous environment, and if the woman they are interested in can handle that, they know she can roll with them. They mention being gangsters but still needing love, highlighting the raw emotional state that they are in.


Overall, "Ride Wit Me" displays Black and Jay's desire for a real and trustworthy partner who can understand their life while also keeping up with it. It portrays the vulnerability of successful gangsters who crave love and connection while still being true to their roots.



Line by Line Meaning

She wanna hold my Glock while we riding through the city
She wants to hold my gun while we drive through the city streets


I just wanna blow and drop bag inside of Lennox
I just want to smoke weed and drop off a bag at Lennox (a location or person)


Shawty from the hood but I know she got potential
She's from the hood, but I believe she has the ability to achieve greatness


She used to gun shots and tools hanging out the window
She's used to the sound of gunshots and people hanging out windows with tools (implying a rough neighborhood)


Thats how I know she can vibe wit me
This is how I know she can understand and relate to me


How I know she gone ride wit me
This is how I know she'll stick with me and have my back


Wanna know if you gone slide wit me
I want to know if you're willing to take risks and come with me


I just want you on the side of me
I just want you by my side


I aint tryna vent but wanna tell you how I'm feeling
I don't want to complain, but I want to express my emotions to you


Do it make a difference that a nigga from the trenches
Does it matter that I come from a rough background?


They wasn't fuckin wit me when I aint have a penny
They weren't interested in me when I was broke


But when I get up in my bag they gone swear they rocking wit me
But now that I'm successful, they claim to be my supporters


Do I gotta die for you to love me, aye what I gotta do for you to trust me
Do I have to die for you to show me love? What do I have to do for you to have faith in me?


aye I don't blame you, I don't trust me
I don't blame you for not trusting me, because even I don't trust myself


But that do not give you the right for to thug me
But that doesn't give you the right to harm me


Im a gangsta but we all need love
I may be a gangster, but everyone needs love


Lets get a bag what is stopping us
Let's make money, what's holding us back?


I need a real ruff rider
I need someone who is tough and willing to take risks with me


Not a bitch tryna be popular
Not someone who is only interested in being popular


I don't care I just want you to myself uhh huh
I don't care about anyone else, I just want you for myself


Me and you aint nobody else uhh huh
It's just us, no one else matters


It don't matter I can do good by myself uhh huh
It doesn't matter, I can handle things on my own


Cause I know im gone die by myself uhh huh
Because I know I'll die alone eventually


On my side, treat you like the gang yea im fuckin wit yo vibe
By my side, I'll treat you like you're part of my gang, I'm feeling your energy


And baby when we ride you be clutching on the iron
And when we drive, you'll be holding onto the gun


If you see them niggaz, get off, let off shots out that nine
If you see those guys, get out of here and shoot at them with the gun


Im right behind you with that Draco
I'll be right behind you with my AK-47


Wont nobody touch ya, I'm gone give they ass a halo
No one will harm you, I'll take care of them


Beat a nigga block, make a pussy nigga lay low
Take over a rival neighborhood and make our opponents hide


Lean in my faygo, thats how my day go
Drink my preferred soda brand Faygo, that's just part of my routine


Sip wit me I cant show no sympathy
Drink with me, I can't show any pity


Listen please, i'm feeling you are you feeling me
Please listen, I'm connecting with you, do you feel the same?


Even if your name was Johnny
Even if your name was something different


I wouldn't want you for to test me
I wouldn't want you to try to prove something to me


Send a hit through a phone call
Arrange for someone to be attacked via phone call


But I'm way out in Texas
But I'm far away in Texas




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Antwan Danels, Antwan Daniel, Antwan Daniels, Naiym Gary, Ric Thadeus

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Dem high school days

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Mob on cashville!!!old school shit 4real.shot out 2 jay 2!!!!.........used 2 holla @ my mama when i was a squirt

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